Ain't got a Porsche car.
So anyone give you a harsh scar.
Laugh in your face.
And forget life is a phase.

Take you for a fool.
If you always remain cool.
Treat you anyhow.
If clueless of what you can endow.
And if you have none.
Oh you are lesser than one.

Mouth agape like an empty set.
When you emerge from a heavy jet.
Full of regret.
After not using their tête.
They are cowardly custards.
What are human standards?

"Follow the crowd; hey follow the crowd!"
What if you all lost, who will show you the way?
"Drink our dump views; ayee make us proud!"
But if it breaks your spirit, what will you say?

Upon your batch's arrival,
a status badge marks your approval.
A show off awards you accepted licence.
What a world to endorse such a nonsense!

They are all same person as you.
That's why you all use second person YOU.
Anybody will disrespect you.
but nobody will respect you.

EPILOGUE
They wouldn't be genuine even if I go on hiatus.
So
If I'm to be treated based on their knowledge of my status,
I would lie in my modest nest.
While cloaked in my modestness.

A/N:
Tête:french name for head(I guess everybody knows *grins*)
Nobody: represents the humbled