No matter what, they stick to their bot
Fear to move or even to lean
Anxious, a simple walk might break their shin
Camouflaged, they put on a veil
The unkempt story, they prefer not to tell
Parasites, they need to cling
Apt in making the timely swings
Living in worlds that are two
In one they are the masters, in the other BOOOO
Their actions synonymous with a moral drain
Astute minds.... we just listened to our brain
Always eager to give feeds
Irony, a zero tab on their own deeds
They dislike guys, who are laid back
A stretch by a cm, lazy bones crumble like a pack
Engaged to the core....always in to brainstorm
Never peeps inside, but want to give others a form
With no coherent story, they only ramble
Know how to sail, so they never shamble
They get to the destination without knowing the path
Blessed they are....know how to tread the wrath
They laugh all day....but mourn at the dawn
When the mirrors laugh aloud " YOU ARE JUST A FAWN"
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