Why do we seek the Approval of another?
There is no real meaning, no none.
We try and try to the point of Forsaking a Brother.
Always trying till the task we think is done.
Leaving behind those who actually care,
To bequaint those who are socially accepted.
Lurking around for those who dare,
Is the haunting Fear of becoming the rejected.
We walk the halls with the buoyancy to fly
And yet sink with a heart full of neglect
A life with a mask ends in the train wreck.
I’d rather live mine with the will to die

Are you the who of which you live for?

Or is selfishness what you crave more?