Narcissism

In this house of mirrors where egos run wild each conversation's a self-service trial they're reflection's all they see no room for no one else lost in their vanity drowning in themselves They bask in their glory their own shining light ignoring the shadows that lurk in the night it's always about them never about you or me caught in their web of self obsessed glee Their is conditional based on what you can give A constant reminder of how they want to live they feed off attention starved for admiration leaving us empty with no constellation