It's your world
We'll just be living in
Unless you find the beauty in others.
You aren't better than anyone else.
You aren't sigular
But you will be
Admit your inner ugliness.
The world doesn't revolve around you,
But if it did,
You wouldn't be able to breathe,
Like you cannot now;
Instead of oxygen
You are so full of yourself.
Your beauty is not immesurable,
Like the orbit around you;
Just because it's circular doesn't mean its infinite;
I'm saying your beauty is not infinite
Like the opposite of your humility,
The love of yourself.
I repeat its circular,
You go nowhere fast.