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Feels like Fame


They call me narcissus in psychology My haters call me vain Instagram says I'm famous but the truth is all the same They love me yet do not know me Want me even as I walk away Too scared to start a conversation But want to hug, to touch, to stay There's only one who really knows me One who really understands I see him in the mirror For I'm my biggest fan This idol life is lonely Which wasn't part the plan But no one truly knows me For just a decent man I've listened to the crowds I'm a distance above the rest So yeah I stick my shoulders up and puff on out my chest Gave myself to the world And all I caught was hate It was never good enough Wasn't all that really great So now I choose myself What else could you expect My photos are amazing With poses I've perfect My smiles always trending The likes don't ever end But with this constant isolation My heart goes on the mend The world does not deserve me I know this much is true So yes I chose myself If you were me Wouldn't you?
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