Self Obsessed?

They say I’m a celebrity,

Though I’ve no talent obvious to see.

I’m very rich and people say the nicest things,

They never call me vain, or self-obsessed,

Or vacuous or mean

You see they know I’ve been abused

Since I was just thirteen.

That I get terrible depression.

And need the most expensive clinic.

You may be a cynic

But I’m really just a victim

In need of sympathy,

So pity me,

The status of celebrity

With all my wealth

And problems of the heart

While all around me

Mother Earth just falls apart

Ben Corde Good Friday 2011