I’ll adorn myself in gold and lavish style. With pride up on the shelf, grinning all the while. Holding head up high, higher than before. For there is no job greater than being a mirror’s whore. Oh, and I see you gasp as we pass? Did I see you gasp… as we passed? Do you wanna BE me, or do you wanna END me? Flattery will get you close, looking up on bended knee. Perhaps I should just think this through, it seems I’m not above you. How could this be, how could this be… I was so sure. I’d done the math, with no detour from calculating sovereignty… in all honesty. In all honesty, I only thought of me. Irresponsibly, I only thought of me. In all honesty, I only thought that there was me. Behold, I’m wrong again… a hundredfold. I wanted you to shower me in gold, thought I was the one who broke the mold? I only broke this damn mask that I wear to save face.