Napoleon 

You suffer from inadequacies 
You try to compensate-big car, big house, big job. 
You fill your head with things that aren’t there. 
You build this image ten times bigger than it actually is-
Mountains out of mole hills.
You alienate with your gloating ways. 
How do you really feel? 
You’re just a napoleon looking up at all of us. 
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