The ability to love oneself is truly a grace,
However, too much will send it down bellow.
It's a simple pity this human race,
More time on how you look, love will bestow.
How disgusting really is the fact that I am better then you,
I am beautiful, and witty.
I am graceful, and pretty too,
Yet as for you, what a pity.
So this is my sin and it is how it will stay,
No matter how i try to save myself it's unforgiving.
In this dark sin there is no day,
For I suffer from the pride of the living.