You may be blind with your arrogant throng,
Your mind reflects as you shone like a star,
In the midst of darkness your thought illuminate,
Does others happiness making you biting your lips with vexation?
Does others confidence annoy you?
We all sick and tired,
There’s even some of us died in agony,
By just looking at your “oh! Look at me”
Just like hopes and like faith,
With the sureness of bird songs,
I know where am I belongs.
Be yourself, respect others.