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Narcissism

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In the world, without a light

Only in this world to fight

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No one cares for the child who cries

No cares for the child who tries

And no one will ever care if the child so much as dies

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Crying, tears of warmth and pain

Curled up, all alone in the dry rain

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Finally, looking into and through a glass mirror

The image becomes so much clearer

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No one cares for the child who cries

No cares for the child who tries

And no one will ever care if the child so much as dies

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To succumb to despair, succumb so low

To bow your head until it practically touches your toes

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Then reinforced the child glares

And wipes away all the despair

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If everyone would shun him,

If no one cared,

Then he would be proud of himself,

Until the very end

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He would stand up tall

Surpass them all

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Smile plastered to his face

Everyday started to go by in pure grace

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One day he knew it would be real

The smile that secretly fake though, could never be revealed

For one day he knew that the emotions he pretended to feel

Would all become just so real

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So you may say that Narcissism is a sin

But for me, it's a god send

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I can look at myself everyday

And not feel like the old rag that got thrown away

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I can breath through my lungs

Without wanting to just end it all and jump

Please review! This is supposed to be a poem kind of saying why Chris is narcassistic, you can translate it however you want but the original meaning for it was supposed to be that he came from a family who thought he would become nothing so they treated him like nothing and he wanted to prove to them he was something worth while, so he he tried his hardest to become something, and because they always put him down and he decided that he was better then what they thought of him, and now he has a fear of people saying he is something bad, or not worth while and stuff like that..so yeah! Kinda sad but I intended it to be kind of. :) Please review. :)