I just love myself

I just want the whole world to love me like my mother

with love shining in her eyes

Why can’t the world just appreciate my genius?

I am screaming into the void, my years of education and fancy

seem to be nothing

oblivion

I am the whole world/I will cease to exist after I die

nobody will ever do this for me, carry my essence, my person on

sometimes I think I’m mad because I feel nothing for others

but this is the core personality for everyone

society forces us to say otherwise

I am tired of living in a place

where nobody loves me as much as I love myself