People have problems with me
They want to see me look gloomy
Just like they look themselves
They want me to stop thinking
About me, myself and my likes
Just as they try with themselves
They hate smiles I bear on face
They see it as 'red rag to bull'
Just what they seldom do to them
They dislike that I like most things
They want me to criticize mostly
As they are in the habit of doing
They want me to run after things
At whatever cost it may come
One thing they practice themselves
I laugh at them with just a smile
Without intent of changing myself
Just as I also do always to myself
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