It took me quite some time

To realize 

That for fame I couldn't give a dime

That the worth and value of me

Is not measured by  other's jealousy

I used to think

That how far you would go 

Was measured by how many heads look up to you

In the end I found out how strongly that isn't true

Because I Will never be filled by how much you bleed

The lust of others is something I'll never need

Maybe my ego has to be gotten over, especially when it's built to the sky

Maybe I'll see it when I walk down the street with my chin pointed so ever high 

People may call me selfish all day

But I'm happy with myself is all I can say

So I'll take all of those comments, every single hit

Witch the smile on my face never cracking or breaking one bit

And with that, I won our little game

Never fight me in a duel of wit

Because when you're on the floor holding your fragile emotions, I won't take the blame

So move aside I'm on my way to make success

Have fun with your picture in the yearbook for best smile

But I think I'll keep my title of narcissist 

Because I don't need a reputation to become something great

"Emotionless, cold, heartless, emotional, crybaby, too many tears"

Is always all I hear

And even though I'm in oblivion now, the exact opposite of fame

I'll never feel crushed, because in the future they'll all know my name

If it's either out of hate

For my personality traits

Doesn't matter to me

It's so clear it's almost hard not to see

Because while I hug my books close and take comfort in the walls in which I'm pressed

I plan my path to the best

So please, continue calling me a narcissist ;D 

(I got bored in English XD I was kind of mad for being so invisible and I took comfort in the fact I don't give a fuck in anything around me)