Poem

i wear my confidence like a crown
dont you let your stares and scoffs
try and bring me down

be a little less concerned
its not a life and death matter
you'll end up getting burned

your religiosity
is inferiorating
even...exhilarating

dont think you've changed the way
i think, or even
the system in which i play

if anything you've made me stronger
you obviously dont understand
hurting a McC only makes us last longer

keep on shooting your barbs
i'll hang around
until you loose all your charms

there's no reason to hate
though i know
you'll end up at it anyway

in the end you'll see
you've wasted all that
precious, righteous energy

on something as small as me
as silly as me
as strong as me

its your fault, you opened this can
the one that showed just
how on my feet i can land