And make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain’t in the ones that ain’t got any talent but think they do
And think they’re foolin’ you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while ‘cause they know it’s in style

“I love you like a fat kid loves cake!” 
― Scott Adams

Now you don’t talk so loud 
Now you don’t seem so proud 
About having to be scrounging for your next meal. 

You used to laugh about 
Everybody that was hangin’ out 

Once upon a time you dressed so fine 
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? 

“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.” 
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

SO TRUE…

“Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle.” 

ME TOO…