small-minded monkeys gathering in circles of self-doubt,
screeching over one another,
dumb-goose hissing in feathered mayhem,
Pissing in day after day,
Not able to think past their own god-damn fingers,
However I'm not a cynic,
A performer,
I'll never need pills to make me smile,
I see with clear vision,
I need only my own approval,
And any words spoken that say otherwise,
wash over my postured shoulders,
I smile at you with my own sense of self-satisfaction,
And there's nothing you can do about it,
Your flaws all shine behind your eyes,
Even now,
All of you,
I'll always be better than you.
Author notes
Please be aware, this was for a contest, and I don't really percieve myself to be the center of the universe.
Thankyou.
Please tell me what you think
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liar
Kidding, I really love this, great description, well done
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