Because you stand in front very often
Your small, selfish heart
For me there is no vacancy in it
I worth less than your hat
You truly love only yourself,
I don’t fit in your society
I will not lose anything losing you.
You are your mother's gentle flower,
You are the prince of the whole world.
Because your egoistic soul
is beyond repair. ©V. Morich
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