Me thinks my self-talk must change
‘Love is not just for you, you narcissistic cunt’ isn’t cutting it anymore
The whole world should adore and be adored
Yes, high flying adored
Yes, again, I must be bored
Oh Lord, what can I afford?
Oh Lord, you’ve stripped me to the core
Oh Lord, why this tangled mess?
Oh Lord, why must I profess & confess
Good Lord, are we making any progress?
Please Lord, stop with all this stress
Seems all such a bunch of nonsense!
Just help me pick a dress
Since on I need to press
And keep going
I see no signs of any slowing