Thats how you make me feel.
Flaunting your grandiose excellence
Eloquent critique but of no relevance
You desire to inhabit the level of skies
Us rooted trees grow but we dare not fly
Humility abandoned will result in regress
Skipping steps fragments the ladder of success
Lack of morals will propagate your comatose
Since you aren’t corrigible by poem or prose.
Thats what you make me believe
Your confidence a consumer of my insecurity
However I doubt the strength of your integrity
Lonely people , we’re less lonely than we think
Than those surrounded till a spill at the brink
We can dance the rivalry of the repartee
You crave an audience , essence of a celebrity
Placed yourself on a pedestal , its clear
The reality underneath your feet , you fear.