Why do I want to be seen?
In a world of modest women
I was the raging narcissist
In the world of god and boundries
I was the ****** *****

Why do I want to be good?
In a world where no one will know
Where truths get half baked
And justice gets served cold

Why do I want to know?
In a world without any answers
Full of people I used to know
Until I betrayed them all