I am what I hate
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Now I hate who I am
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I torture animals
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So I can have shiny, bouncy hair
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Blinding rats and rabbits
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So my mascara is safe to wear
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I pay children seven cents an hour
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To make my designer jeans
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Nine years old, sixteen hours
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Behind those sewing machines
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And it doesn't seem to bother me
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I am only concerned with my personal needs
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And it doesn't occur to me
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That everything I do
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Affects something, someone, somewhere out there
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In the world
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I'm a selfish girl
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I throw away more food in a day
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Than most people eat in a week
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I allow myself the luxury of starving
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Because thin is in, and I have the choice
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I stand by allowing crime to happen
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Cause I don't want to strain my voice
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I don't want to get involved
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Because, hey, it's not my problem to solve
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And it doesn't seem to bother me
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I am only concerned with my personal needs
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And it doesn't occur to me
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That everything I do
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Affects something, someone, somewhere out there
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In the world
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I'm a selfish girl
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There are so many things wrong in the world
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It's hard to not be part of the problem
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But I have to be responsible
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I have to bear the blame
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Because everywhere I turn
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I am causing someone else's pain
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I don't want to cause anybody else's pain
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And it definitely bothers me
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That I've only been concerned with my personal needs
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And it finally occurred to me
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That everything I do
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Affects something, someone, somewhere out there
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In the world
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I don't want to be a selfish girl
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I just take, take, take, take, take, take
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From this world
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I don't want to be a selfish girl
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I don't want to be a selfish girl
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Selfish Girl
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| Devon |
