“Boy! You got it all figured out.
Even with heavy heart, you plant your seeds, and bear your fruit.
Boy! You got it comin’ to you.
Your arrogance seen as confidence, and you move through the world with your flow.
Boy! You’ll make them weep.
They’ll see you, smell you, taste you, touch you, hear you in all your glory.
Boy, oh, boy, I wish I were you.
‘Cause being me is just too real for me to bear.” – Megan Marie Seaman