“I’m not so special”
Hiding behind the curtains, peeping through
Sketching out the scenes, revolving the earth as you go
Still you’re walking around without a clue
I feel my eyes glued to you as you walk by with your golden glow
With your expressions obscured and your mind racing
You ritually begin your day with profound severity
You, mysterious being, as you are roaming the halls with eyes widely staring
Thinking, “I’m not so special; they’ll easily find a person much more pretty”
Why? If you are not special who is?
Those girls dressed in glitter or the ones that you see on TV?
Without you the world would be missing its bliss
“A tiny drop can fill the sea” is the rule you see
No matter how serious, no matter how awkward
Without you being yourself, our puzzled lives can never be pieced together
Because every move you make, makes the universe move forward
We are all intertwined, with no place for broken links to futilely adhered
Therefore dare not think that you are not special
Don’t resolve to hide behind the screen
Nothing about a person can ever be trivial,ever be common
Resilience and perseverance are the keys to boundless happiness that you can own.
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