Vanity Insanity
by: Tammi

I can move objects with my mind through telekinesis
I can recreate what is real because I'm a genius
See, I've suffered from the same disease as you, foolish one
Pretend to have the confidence of a god, but have none

Your front is deceiving and frustrates me greatly
Acceptance earned by juvenile moves made faithfully
Trying so hard; your actions defy personal motives
Your pedestal will crumble when your hot bull makes it give

Your blatant arrogance is repulsive and pitiful
But past your cover, you are potentially beautiful
You are a book in a library that is hard to find
Suspenseful and passionate to which I'm very inclined

But your poisoned heart forces to believe what you feel's real
The love you receive in return make your deserved wounds heal
Playing games with girls, deeming it as a skill
Counting precious points to your score for a delightful thrill

My knowledge for you: I was similar some time ago
Those concerns of yours will become cheap in a decade or so

July 2005