I guard me like a bulldog,
I value my privacy a great deal,
I don’t crave for attention
Fame doesn’t have great appeal.
A circle of few, a tight fistful,
That’s all I have to call mine.
I listen well to one and all
But, to hardly any. My heart aligns.
I believe that no one cares,
My lack of self-esteem tricks me,
I consider myself a burden,
And, that is my insecurity spree.
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