Underground
Something I greatly overvalue in order to escape from my low self-esteem in order to be able to tell myself I am superiour to every form of life.
Someone1: Hi, have you met my friend Amar?
Me(to self): He calls me his friend? How can that be? How can he possibly like me.. Oh wait it's in your head Amar.. it's in your head.
Me: I listen to artists that are so underground they have 600 hits back on google, that's why I own you. I own, I own. Muahahah! I own! Bow before me!! Puny mortal! Bow before me!
Someone2: Is he crazy?
Someone1: Yes.
Me(to self): He calls me his friend? How can that be? How can he possibly like me.. Oh wait it's in your head Amar.. it's in your head.
Me: I listen to artists that are so underground they have 600 hits back on google, that's why I own you. I own, I own. Muahahah! I own! Bow before me!! Puny mortal! Bow before me!
Someone2: Is he crazy?
Someone1: Yes.
Underground by Amar van Leeuwaarde April 18, 2006