My ego

What makes up me? My ego. It’s who I am sometimes. I don’t do things because I can. I do things because I know they’ll make people made. I have this problem of thinking I’m so awesome and great. When I know I have my downfalls like the rest of the population. I just like to think everything is about me. Seriously, I do think this way. I know it can be healthy or not. I don’t really know. Sometimes I confuse myself because I’ll be all I’m the greatest and the next be all I’m just here. It’s quite confusing if you thinkg about it. The typical day in an egotistical person’s life consists of getting people to say nice things about you or getting them to say something mean so you can say they just wish they could be like me or have something I have. That’s me. Except I only think everything is about me and I live in my own little world.