Accuse me of being
Naughty, angry, downright bad
To tell you the truth
I don't really give a damn
So don't tell me to respect
Others or their rights
Conscience, I have not
I will do as I like
And I see no reason for
Laws and social norms
Black and white, I think
One extreme or the other
Radical reaction, they call it
Dissociative, I am at times
Everyone is a victim
Run as fast as you can
Love or hate, you'll never know
I don't know who I am
Needless to say, I'm messed
Emotionally and personally
How much attention do I need?
I want it so bad I'm uncomfortable
Seductively inappropriate
Too much skin, I show
Relatively promiscuous
I do it only for the attention it draws
Others call it immoral
Not as intimate as I think
I am beautiful, I use it
Comfort is the centre
Not as important as I
All of them, inferior
Riches are what I deserve
Can they not see that?
I should be their king!
Society should be mine
Surely, I am omnipotent
I see no other way
Sacrifices should be made
To me and only me
If you don't agree you
Can't be so high-class
