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