A Mind Minus the Mind Games
You're a student of psychology
but apply the knowledge horribly.
That makes you a novice and I've noticed
you're easy and obvious to read.
You did not succeed at this subject you studied.
Time after time you called me a martyr,
but you never got the reaction you were after,
I carried on with a head full of laughter,
playing mind games undetected by the master.
You think you learn from books that tell you stuff,
but you're just to unaware for it to pay off enough.
Your ignorance makes a big difference,
you think you've more significance,
with higher knowledge than the rest,
and so much wiser they can't contest,
but your heads caught up in a mist,
and the result of this cloud, important things are missed,
like you being a narcissist.
While you're always busy searching out others,
you stand exposed without a cover,
and we can see you,
you're see through,
seeking issues,
you seep through
to an angle you use,
that makes you look abused,
and you become a victim,
and what precludes is attention and sympathy,
that you've induced from a pathological path you follow pathetically.
You can't confront your own flaws,
so you outsource and call others fools,
but these flaws are yours, you insult for no reason at all,
and it makes you look small, insecure and comical,
but to you in your head you're on the ball,
you can't be conned but you can con people.
Whilst intent on working out intentions you are unintentionally transparent,
so whilst you think you've mastered a skill the world can see you haven't.
You think you've mastered the psychology of the head,
but the fact is, it went passed and over your simple little head.
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2018
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