I love myself.

Not in the way one would think.

I truly am in love with myself.

For there is no one in this whole wide world 

That could understand me, 

See me, 

Hear me, 

Apart from me. 

Therefore it is only myself that I can love

And it is only myself that can love I,

Whose song differs from the other whales. 

I love myself.

Not out of free will, 

But out of desperation.

I long, 

I need, 

For someone to have love for me. 

Unfortunate is the one, 

Whose only lover can be themselves. 

Unfortunate am I, 

Who loves myself.