Loose a limb for attention

What would you do if I had cut arms off your baby? Mr. Hurricane?!! All we all wanted was our moment to be noticed just for a slight moment, to get on top. We would have killed for a bit of explosion supreme but nobody took us seriously. We as in I and us as in the wack-ass switches of personalities. I deserve to be punished for I have sinned, but we all do. So why do carry so much guilt for your retarded ass while I still believe in purity in me? I can be good. I can be humble. Not today but tomorrow, or next year, after I get my moment. After I make the whole world be ashamed of itself for not being me. Right after I get satisfied, right? In this body there ain't room for no satisfaction. If I were the only one I'd sometimes be able to cry out of pure joy. But there are millions of us, and there will be more. And nobody wants to give up the shiny.