Lust
Critically thinking, cant stop blinking
Can't distribute enough fairness and just because all anyone seems to do lust
Perching on someone else's dreams
though they're not as perfect as they seem
Life is full of comparing but not as much caring...
Carried away with yourself nobody else seems to matter
All you try to do is make someone else flatter at your life, thriving on their reaction
Loving attention with a passion
So depriving of soomeone else's dreams...your own are barely surviving
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