Here I come,

Here I go,

Selfishness eternal.

I am sorry,

In this way I see,

From my perspective only.

This is how I feel,

To my oldest friend,

Who stood by me,

When things were dark,

He who stood by me,

As I raced through hell,

I love him dearly.

For him I would pay the price,

For he is me,

That selfish bastard.

He is me,

The fearful bitch…

God understands,

He does not judge.

Understand it from this perspective,

For this is how the game works;

Me before you,

Is how I will always play.

So strike me down before I strike you,

Prioritize yourself,

Love you.

You, your oldest friend.

Because if you don’t…

Nobody else will…

If you don’t…

Nobody else would care to…

Why care for someone who doesn’t even value themselves…

Sorry, someone’s calling.

Oh, hi, boss.

Yes, sir.

No, you are my first priority.

Yes, thank you, sir.

I live to serve…

Oh, hi, I forgot to say,

I might be selfish but I’m not dumb,

The game is arranged as such,

Display your greed first,

Commit your sin,

And you’ll be the first to lose,

When that question is asked.

Give in to lust,

And on lust’s stage you will stay,

Arranged among others,

From heaven to hell,

Our place,

And our worth.

I forgot to say,

Sometimes…

The question is generosity…