The Narcissist

George Tooker, self-portrait

I cannot stop looking into the mirror

I drown in my own deep blue eyes

I'm forever lost within myself

Oblivious to others joys and cries

I work hard for my perfect gait

Watch every morsel that I eat

I hit the gym twice a day

Achieving a body like this is quite a feat

Look at the sharpness of my nose

It sits perfectly on my sculpted face

My skin is all smooth and bright

With no blemishes to erase

My voice sounds all bold and husky

More melodious than this conch's chime

Tiredness doesn't get to my core

I look this gorgeous all the time

Oh lady, please don't fall in love with me

I shall tear your heart apart

What you think is Cupid's arrow

Is actually my poisoned dart

You will not mean a thing to me

Beyond me, my eyes can't see

You will never be good enough

Even if you try hard to be

I only shall think of myself

My thoughts I cannot cram

I can only love myself

I'm sorry, but that's who I am

Linking to Magpie Tales: Mag 289.