Narcissist.

I’m glad that you were born,

With no flaws instilled in you,

Since it’s hard to feel real feelings,

That only real humans do,

It must feel great to be so perfect,

And never be in the wrong,

For when real humans admit to their mistakes,

Sometimes they don’t feel so strong,

But now tell me why you’re angry,

Are you not proud of what you’ve done,

Is the narcissist inside you,

Wanting to escape away and run,

Oh no he’s back and tightly gripping,

His tiny hands around your soul,

And once again I’m the one to blame,

And the one out of control.