Untouchable Me
Walking in the room,
People bow at my feet,
They look at me up and down,
and say my skin is softer than sheep.
Never was i mean,
Never was i cold,
But looking into my eyes,
You can tell I'm bold.
So try to hurt me,
Try to kill me,
You can even try to replace me,
But you will never strike fear in me.
What can i say,
I've ben saying this for the longest,
Time after time again,
I'm the one that is flawless.
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