The sorrow of a life less ordinary
To lose hope is a dangerous thing
In a world determined to crush you
How can you rest, how can you breath
Just give me a sign you know me
A tell that shows you know who I am
Show me their lies have fallen around you
Let the circle smile on our plan
Kindness a luxury I can't afford
I occupy a world much different from yours
Anoint their food, anoint the plebeian
Their loins can never bare gifts again
Your thoughts are crass and lucid
You shame the many other spheres
You build your nation blindly
Moulded from all garish fears

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