Dangerous, that's how I want to live
off the edge of a ledge I will live
can you some recognition give,
or else my life will be in vain.
Reclusive, definitely the way to go.
Unaware of others', playful, dancing, disco,
but what of life shall I forgo,
when all of life belongs to me.
Wealthy, is really what I should be,
never would one have a problem with me.
Since money's no object, I won't need TV
I would have women, unsatisfied, and free.
Angry, might seem right,
everyone's view become trite.
Logic repelled by might of the fight,
I would not be easy to get along with.
Open, appears a possibility
astute observations would clarify me.
Yet, would anyone care to see,
Maybe they'd take advantage.
Speaking of which, Paranoid should do the trick,
live life in doubt, where I walk no ground about,
I think I'll just sit here and pout.
Because nobody cares much 'bout me.
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