I'm Selfish

Verse 1:

A selfish me, with naught but thoughts so grand,

Doth bask in wealth and luxury on demand.

With nary a care for those in need,

This self-obsessed and greedy heart doth breed.

Chorus:

Oh, the selfish me, with all its wealth untold,

Hath a heart as cold as winter’s icy hold.

With a spirit so vain and a mind so bold,

It knows not the joys of giving, only the gold.

Verse 2:

With grandiose dreams and a conceited air,

This selfish me, with naught but wealth to share,

Doth revel in all its possessions so rare,

And cares not for those who live in poverty's snare.

Chorus:

Oh, the selfish me, with all its wealth untold,

Hath a heart as cold as winter’s icy hold.

With a spirit so vain and a mind so bold,

It knows not the joys of giving, only the gold.

Verse 3:

But what good doth wealth, when one's heart is so black?

And what use is gold, when one’s spirit is slack?

For a selfish me, so consumed with its stack,

Hath a life devoid of meaning, a soul so lack.

Chorus:

Oh, the selfish me, with all its wealth untold,

Hath a heart as cold as winter’s icy hold.

With a spirit so vain and a mind so bold,

It knows not the joys of giving, only the gold.

I'm selfish and I think you are too.