The last thing one should face
Is the sense of being neglected,
For one it is a big disgrace -
The feeling of being dejected.
If one takes things to heart
He is claimed to be sensitive,
That's human society's art,
After all it's only an adjective.
A person who is extrovortish
Society claims him to be carefree
But for one to fulfill his wish
He must walk on this winning spree.
But, does one know another
So well as he claims?
That is where I think one makes a blunder;
For it is to good to be true that-
"No one, knows one,
As well as he himself knows thyself."
© Zoe k
Is the sense of being neglected,
For one it is a big disgrace -
The feeling of being dejected.
If one takes things to heart
He is claimed to be sensitive,
That's human society's art,
After all it's only an adjective.
A person who is extrovortish
Society claims him to be carefree
But for one to fulfill his wish
He must walk on this winning spree.
But, does one know another
So well as he claims?
That is where I think one makes a blunder;
For it is to good to be true that-
"No one, knows one,
As well as he himself knows thyself."
© Zoe k
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