The pattern again repeats
My life's peace it steals,
And I'm banged to reality,
Yes, I am not made for this worldly frivolity!
I dont want to get hurt by this world so meaner,
I need something deeper,
So, that I can be with my seat of eternal joy,
And not waste my time with this flesh-form toy
I was just born to touch people's lives,
No not make them my emotional bee-hives.
I want them to rise above the multitudes,
And myself not seek for their gratitudes.
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