E bine sa stai undeva in fundalul existei celorlalti... sa ii privesti...

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What makes you want to know it all
Truth and lies both make you fall

You fake what you are, you feel what you fake
You live alone with the selfish image you make

You seek respect and admiration
You're like poverty's migration

You want kindness and trust
You seek words of rust

You freely say what you think
Rushing your thoughts like a blink

What you want is not what you need
Your just driven by common greed

Keep burrowing yourself your pretend world
Hoping for things you will not be able to hold

You think everyone is at your feet at the ground
I think you mistake where your feet are found...

But I could be wrong...

by me :)

(scrisa in timpul unui curs de fizica... plictiseala asta :) )