What an age! what a craze!
Making a lot of friends
For winning other's praise
Everyone is phony and fake
Knowing this in our hearts
Befriending just for its sake
Knowing not how to trust
As mistrust our own selves
But shaking hands to adjust
Life's lonely, hearts bitter
All engaged with one's Own
Happy with artificial glitter
Need someone beside to stand
Join groups searching for one
If this could all understand
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