The nervous man bites his nails,
Proud man shares his heroic tails,
Helpless man always has a reason
Weather man knows every season
Sad man has a good tune to play
Talkative man never runs out
Of things to say
While the wise man,
Is quietly observing,
The selfish man,
Thinks he is more deserving
The perfectionist is giving
His signature touch
And the modest man claims,
He does not know much
The simple kind of man,
Has nothing more to offer
But simplicity
The athlete moving,
To and fro,
He has got the agility
The dirty man shows up with dirty feet
The sarcastic man thinks he has seen,
More than what the eyes meet
Everyone has something of their own,
I've met so many people,
Through life's highs and lows
Some of them got something,
Some of them don't,
It is something as simple as something
That nobody knows
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