Grayed, when others saw how it shined,
Experience, when I saw nil except the daily grind,
Compliment me, we get flushed like yesterday's defecation,
Change me, futile like a habitual thought-process renovation,
Family, yet missing the last two-percent,
Everyday, love letters composed yet never were sent,
Non-exposed, parallel love and hate gushed,
Alternating, between the highly exalted and the bitterly crushed,
Non as well as the material, in abundance I may be allowed,
Love and hate, relishing the aforementioned and gratefully endowed.