Dis If you think I'm worth my words, Like the fairies of old. Trust me, I am not, Nor am I worth my rank. To show all that the times will change, That I will disappear someday Because being there isn't good enough Once someone listens They continue but never open up. I am not opening this facade alone So if I find a friend, love or soul-mate Who my soul will own, I will stay to climb the ranks. Or else step down, As either a silent guardian of the balances Or a nobody who doesn't exist. I am disinformed, Of all of excellence's creed. Distrusted Since my trust in you isn't based on need. Disproved by laws broken every day And discovered Because I'm afraid all along the way.
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