You sneer at me because I'm confident.
"Arrogant", the word of the hour.
Or week. Or year.
Quite frankly, I don't care.
Arrogance is what people who only think
They are better than they are have.
This does not apply to me.
These people are not as good as me.
Arrogant people are people who wish they were me.
Not a single part of you can arguably be
Even remotely comparable to me.
I know, you can't pretend I don't see
You envy, you hate, you wish you were me.
A lower class in society
Strays by and accidently touches me.
Disgusting creature, I'd never stoop so low,
Even born in his family I'd still grow.
No physical form can fully take me,
But I grow to the infinite beyond what you see.
Even Death himself only wishes to take me
from purest desire - inadequate envy.
Friday, March 21, 2008
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