Hey you! Halo wearer!
Must be nice to be so perfect!
What a Big Shot you are!
Head in the air, drowning in the rain.
No hat fits you.
Never mind your brain.
Eyes blazing out with
Arrogance, hate, and know-it-all-ness.
You are such a glorified piece of nothing.
How dare you lord it over all of us,
With your ignorant, crass, unmitigated gall!
You are perfect, you said it’s so.
Better than anyone else,
With your soul as pure as wind-driven snow.
But your brain is frozen ice, you know.
You see only yourself, everywhere you go