Unique
I met a young woman, she was unique but found it a bit hard to speak.
She said, because people think she's a freak, she had no support from her friends, they were too busy calling her a geek.
She was so tired of her life being critiqued, it was making her weak and life to her was looking pretty bleak.
Well, your life is yours, you don't have to sneak, at your life just take a peek, when they look at you they see mystique and you are more precious than the most valuable antique.
Where as keeping up with the Joneses is what they seek, only havoc on their lives is what this will wreak, for what they think they see is really oblique which is why they keep finding themselves up a creek.
Again, your life is yours, you were made unique you just need to spend time developing your technique and please, don't freak when you go on your winning streak and become chic.
Be Unique, Devolope Your Own Technique.
Copyright © Milton Robertson | Year Posted 2017
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