I can't stop wondering why vapid folk
always seem to be the ones with money
and why people that they wouldn't spit on
ooh and ahh about their selfish choices
why do awful people get to journey
down whatever path they choose on a whim
leaving a trail of abandoned notions
for the peons to clean up after them
why are people all too fascinated
with a Kardashian or anyone
who makes the most self-absorbed decision
everything is always about themselves
who knew milk on cereal could be good?
wait till you try butter on your toast, twerp
~cie~
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