Some folk have us running to the dictionary and others have us rushing to the bathroom.
Some folk smile like wolves about to eat us and others smile like we’ve made their day.
Some folk talk without thinking and others think but never talk.Let’s split the difference.
Some folk idealise us and hate that we are not what they thought,other folk see us as we are and love us anyway.Guess which are happy!
Some folk learn several languages and are dumb in all of them and others know just a few hundred words and are eloquent beyond measure.
Some folk are raised cruelly and spread the poison around, others suffer but use it to grow instead of becoming embittered.
As you all know I am perfect,except when on the computer.Then I hope to be as average as the rest.
How my heart sings 