Ego booster shots should be necessary
I'm getting the narcissist flu. The world revolves clockwise
and all else follows, down those stairs.
Overestimated guesstimates and presumptuous wishes,
hopes thrown up into the air,
let the leaders catch them all
we're filled up to the brim with the likeness and luck
and fame of a chance in a lottery win.
The platform's set with the stage lights bright
heating up lines under that harsh candle
bring down the spotlight laser beam
pinpoint fame not to be seen.
The audition tape is fraudulent,
yet talent comes across like heaven sent.
Always, we strive to prove ourselves,
to nobody, to noone.
