Halou — Golden Trophies

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Someone’s been doling golden trophies
Graciously, I receive
To place on the mantle with the others
Everything’s easy for me

Trees lean to give me shade,
Sun waits ’til I’m awake,
My books are balanced to within a penny.
My touch can calm babies,
Envied by my enemies,
Is this what you see when you’re looking at me?

I’m the reason you should give it up-
Give it all up.
How could you compete with me?

This invention, while convenient,
Is pure deceit; It is not me.
Nor, is it fair, this casual dismissal
Of my efforts.

Am I the reason you should give it up?
Give it all up?
Am I the excuse that you need?

Comparing outsides to your insides
Only works to defeat yourself again.
Comparing outsides to your insides
Is not fair. You defeat yourself again.

Someone’s been making up excuses,
Selfishly using me.
Now I’m the whip to beat yourself with.
Giving up is so easy!