Symphony of the Narcissist

No one can hear his cry, his tears fall as they bleed. No one can decode the disguise, of the narcissist they see. As far as anyone knows, he's far above pain disgusted with those, who throw their pathetic lives away. Such wretched little beings, are much below his eyes. But not is all what it seems, were all victoms of his lies. Deep within his mind, his insecurities tear him apart. Perhaps because he's yet to find, the one to take his heart. She will be beautiful, well worth the wait. Their hands grasp in unison, as they elegantly fade away. Together they will be, until time see's its end. As far as the eye can see, their happiness will ascend. But alone he will sit, until fate brings upon this day. The Symphony Of The Narcissist, will continue to play.