I Know My Place

I hate myself once again
Compared to her I’ll never win
Why compare myself at all
Next to anyone I’d always fall

Beauty comes from deep within      
If that’s true society is made of sin
Don’t try to convince me otherwise
You’re brainwashed by beautiful lies

Truth is, naturally I’m still lesser
God decided no don’t bless her
Forever worthless oh so cursed
Only be better when I’m hearsed

Buried in the ground my beauty can erupt
A flower may break free beautiful, abrupt
Fertilized by my cold, dead remains of ugly
It can grow to be much, much more lovely

I know my calling for this place
Killing myself isn’t such disgrace
In doing so I’ll help the population
To see beauty in all its abomination