From the platform you look down at me,
It so happened, that yours had to be above mine,
I know what you are able to do, to cause me me misery and heartbreak,
From that platform of yours, I know others can see you,
Maybe who knows, there platforms are compatible to yours,
I stare up to you, knowing little I can do,
Poor me, the owner of a loser’s platform.
Yet I perform to remain closer.
