Admire Yourself

 

I am the ruckus in the dark, dust flowing in the light

Ailing pain in the nerve, utopia of the high

Silence of the pain, rolling tears in the vain

Empathy for the poor, pity for the loser

Held up my head so high,

I begged those loved one till I die

Did you hate me all along?

I wish I cared your hatred anymore

If you like to sit under the open sky

If you wish the cold breezes to pass your side

If you wish to sit near the bonfire till it rain

If you wish to live like an insane

I allow you to live

I ask you to feel

I convince you to dance

I beg you to see

See the beauty you can be

You love and envy yourself now

You feel your existence is not a dream

I can see you

And I can tell

You have  grown to become the real YOU now.

 

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