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Sadly there's no way to know how people think of you
Do you wonder why?
Because we don't have a say in how they do
Do you wonder why?
There's never been anyone who was loved by them all
Then why do you try so bad to change it all?
Why do you rather question yourself?
Why do you lament over their judgement?
Why not try and accept it the way it is?
Speak up! If you think you really wish to start anew
And even if you fail to do 
Be humble and accept all of it 
Do you wonder why?
Because you can't have everyone love you everytime
Do you wonder why?
Because if you ever did 
How would you truely learn to value it?
Just a mere vagabond I call myself
Every stream I reside into changes current in my fall
There are no parts to me
I'm just around, everywhere 
And someone to me somewhere
Often I wonder when I'll flow in the same stream again?
And as I get lost in the one I'm in 
I'll be running to another creek yet again
Cloistered I am yet I choose where I move
Oh such a *******!
Who laments but seldom improves
Strongest they call me 
For they know one day I'll swallow them too
Wise I call myself too 
Though I know I'm a fool
Who feigns death under the thunderstorm 
But saves the selfish believing no blade of theirs can dare cut me.
What's with the pride?
You raise your chin up so high
Oh! or is it that you gaze at the clouds as usual?
Finding all the memories long lost in them
Which one's did you bring today?
Daisies or daffodils?
Offer them already!
For the dew drops on my blades aren't enough to beautify me
Look down over here!
I'm crushed beneath your feet
Whilst you are busy gathering your lost memories
Or are you busy finding excuses to escape?
Hehe, how I envy you sometimes!
What an amazing creature you are 
Someone so whimsical 
Even though they get all the chances to think
And then there's me always wondering under these clouds
Never getting a chance to escape 
For deep I'm rooted throughout the cemeterie's bounds
Never getting a chance to move
I'm always busy swaying to keep your beloved grave warm.

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