I am more beautiful than you all,
My looks go in vain.
whatever I do I know I am right.
I look down at you like dirt under my shoe.
One look at me and your mine.
I can take and have my way with whoever I please.
My hunger cannot be obtained.
Neither can it be filled.
Anger deep in my soul.
Nothing can wash it away.
You shall all suffer the way I want you to.
Forever I am wrath.
So I sit around all day, big deal.
My body nothing more than skin and bone.
I care not for myself.
yet one day it will lead me to a big downfall.
My jealous acts are seen by all.
What you have I want, I hate you for it.
These bitter feelings never shed from my inners.
In the end what you see from is rather petty.
I want it and I want it now!
Power I crave for.
Wealth is my desire.
I don’t care how I get it all as long as I have it!
Food oh glorious food.
May I be fat and about to burst but I care not.
I shall eat everything I lay my eyes on.
So get me my food and lay it before me.
Original poem by Mj AKA Meadow