The Egotistical Song

When I was young I thought I was so beautiful,
a miracle, agile, sensetive and flexible.
All the boys in the street would call me so pretty,
as they would silently, eagerly watch me.

Then I went away to school and learnt how to be stuck up,
prudent, self loving, egotistical.
Learnt in a world of fake people how to fake better,
look good, respectable, sexable.

There are times when all the worlds asleep,
I miss the words that people speak,
to tell me how beautiful I am.
Oh wont you please just wake up,
I haven't had enough -
I want to know how great I am.

Watch what you say when you call me a tease,
you're a sleaseball, imbicile, idiot.
When you call me names you know your just envious;
jealous, senseless and powerless.

There are times when I look so deep,
love the words the people speak,
about such a stunning girl.
Wont you please just tell me I'm the world,
I know it sounds absurd,
but I know that I am.
That I am. That I am.

I'm just frickin' so sensual...
pleasurable...
irreplaceable...