Wednesday, 13 June 2007

Not Me

We all love to be loved and long to be admired
and be the object of someone’s desire
To have a role in the popularity poll
get lots of praise till the end of our days
To be told we are right, when you’re not quite,
but this could be dubbed conceit.
When applied to someone that we meet
this normal human trait is in others,
viewed with hate
You can almost hear them cry
to me that just doesn’t apply.

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