Wacky Company
Here comes this wacky feeling again
when that face in my morning mirror
looks amused, ready to burst out laughing
when it peeps out and sees me peeping in;
more or less that's about my self-esteem
or the shortage of it, others' impressions
and views about me and the rest of humanity,
thanks, I'm still amused by my own company!
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