Young,so young
And already losing your hair
You act like it doesn't bother you
But we all know you care
I wouldn't even make it an issue
If it were not that you're so vain
You act like you are Gods personal gift to all
But you are dull,boring and plain
You put down others,cruelly and wrong
And point out every flaw
But you are so uninteresting
I would rather talk to a door
So look at yourself,inside and out
And see that you are not so great
Inside,beneath your bravado and facade
Sits a bruised heart full of hate
