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 :) )