Self-made? Ohhhh.

You tell me you are self-made
While showing your dad's house,
You tell me you are responsible
While hating your own spouse,
You tell me you are worthy
While boasting about your friends,
You tell me you are humble
While talking nonsense about the trends,

So tell me,
What do you understand by it all?
Like someone who is liked by all?
Or someone with a figure so tall?
Or someone with effortless flirting skills?
Or someone being chased by all?

How do you conceive these ideas
Of trying to woo,
Without having any clue
About the person
And their journey?
About the human
And their worry?

What makes you think 
That you stand apart,
In a crowd
That's already like a dart?

Who do you think you are,
Before making comments so sharp?
Who do you think you resemble, 
Before comparing others and their ensemble?
How dare you invalidate how others feel,
Without ever walking in their heels?

Kindly look into yourself
Before filling others with doubt,
Kindly wash your face
Before blaming the mirror for its gout.