Everyone can have cake, but it's me who needs it the most
Selfish desire hidden by a selfless demeanor
I'm the wolf hidden in a sheep's skin
I'll tell you things to make you think I'm a dreamer
But in reality, the oh so bitter truth
I'm nothing really more than you
You could me on a pedestal and tell me to speak
But in the end it's really the same talk as sheep
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Comments1
I can relate to this piece .. Very true and well written..
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