1Parade about
Walk about with your head held high
Pretending like there's nothing a matter
Parade about proudly picking on the faults of others
This is the cure for your horrors
Place people below you
Just to feel your importance
That elevates you to new levels
With your poor conceited thoughts
The predictability of your actions
Oozing out of your fake self-esteem
Puncturing your glossy lips,
The sparkling "beauty",
Revealing the cracked and dried surface beneath
The six inch skirt
Covers a minute fraction of your body
But warms your heart by its splendor
Unravel the mysterious sexy body
Beneath but don't leave any to the imagination
The exquisite composure becomes ordinary
Parade about proudly picking on the faults of others
Completely oblivious to yourself
The one worthy of the grimace