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i’m so self-absorbed
that i look fat in the mirror.
and fat when i’m naked.
and i’m so wrapped up in myself.
er would say i’m overdressed
in stereotypes, in ideals, in flip-flops.
i want it to be my way.
at least that’s what you’d like to hear me say.
in truth you’re the one with the problem.
it’s not just like me to think i’m right.
i’d love to talk it out.
we could reach a conclusion
but instead you just sit there, acting like children
you won’t do anything but blink.
you can’t even contemplate things
it’s hurts your empty head when you try to think.
and yet you blame it all on me.
it’s true, you’re the nice one.
i’m a self-opressor,
and oh yeah i’m so self-absorbed.
i must think i’m ugly
i need to better myself.
but how is better for me just like you.
fuck. look at you.