You know what's great?
It’s being pushed aside like
dirt being swept away by
a hag from her dusty
cabin.
But just because I’m smaller
than dirt doesn’t mean they
can treat me any less
than those with gold and
silver.
I know they deserve better.
I know that now.
And a mere speckle like
me is no match to
those kings and princes surrounding
them.

You know what’s nice?
It’s being talked to like
a parasite leeching from
some other guy’s
rewards.
But they know I’m not.
I know I’m not.
They should even know better,
or they should not have
spoken to me at all.

You know what’s awesome?
It’s being nice but get
unappreciated.
Life’s unfair, I should
have known that.
I should have known better.
No wonder it has become
a cliché.
But I can’t take this
crap from life.
I never sowed crap,
why should I reap crap?

I know what’s great!
I know what’s nice!
I know what’s awesome!
How about I serve you
a meal with your words
on it?
Oh someday,
you’ll gonna have to eat
them.
Take them back
or you’ll be having
the best dish
of your life.