Intellectual Attention W***e

You motherfucking Narcissist,

Sucking off your mind

The chip on your shoulder must weigh a lot,

But your nerve endings are blind

You use your own intellect,

To attack people on queue

It's only to make yourself feel

Like the epicenter's you.

To us, the irony is obvious,

But you can't see through your mask

You're a false prophet and you've lost it,

Yet you continue through your task

You're a fake intellectual,

As plastic as they come...

Breaking under the pressure

Of only one someone's thumb

You'd kill for mere attention,

Because your ego fears it's death

Awaiting every argument,
As if it were the last breath

You've been ostracized, it's clear

From your own community

Maybe you feel alright now,

Hiding behind your screen

Like a spoiled kid alone,

Lashing out at other kids

The weight of your own pettiness,

Won't wait for you to give

Reviews

[Angel]

There's a great sense of rhythm and flow in this poem. Good work!

[Indra's Child]

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