My Highs And Lows


My highs and lows the places I go
the people I meet the people I don't know
they judge what they see
then they see me and stare with the face of envy
Because I know what reflects this mirror in my hand
because I know I am nothing close to bland
because they see that i will win
and they can never be my twin
because I am me and you are you
and we are not one but two
two individuals taking the same path to get to somewhere new
and when two paths form you are still staring with that face
The face of envy
the face you had when you thought you could judge me
the face you had when you realized I didn't care.

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