THE NARCISSIST

THE NARCISSIST

A Poem by Andy Hunter

He climbs out of his car and admires his reflection.

Intoxicated by his self-perceived perfection.

He tells himself he's number one.

Says he's entitled to his fun.

 

He never wants to pay his way.

And when he's asked, he walks away.

Accepts no responsibility.

Just tells himself he must be free.

 

Will lie to cover up his tracks

Distorts the truth - denies the facts.

Says self-preservation must be his rule.

Believes he's a winner and thinks he's cool.

 

He's a legend inside his tiny mind.

But sadly, one day he will find

He's on his own - his friends are gone.

And he won't understand where he went wrong.

© 2022 Andy Hunter


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Added on June 1, 2022
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Andy Hunter
Andy Hunter

MARGATE, England, United Kingdom



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I do not consider myself a writer however I do enjoy composing the odd random rhyme. more..

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