You have a home and friends that adore you.
You get medals and pats on the back.
You have pies and parties in your honor.
You have a magic hammer that fixes all your trouble.
You're invited.
Wanted.
Loved.
Everyone is always happy to see you.
You're always in the light.
I have a dump and people that fear me.
I get screams and insults behind my back.
I have bricks and mud in my face.
I have huge, freakish hands that cause nothing but trouble.
I'm uninvited.
Unwanted.
Unloved.
No one is ever happy to see me.
I'm always in the darkness.