Narcissitical Boy

Am I really the one who is to blame
Or is it you trying to hide your shame?
I won't play your game
Just so you can have your fifteen minutes of shame.

You can deny it all
Consider it all a fall
Don't expect my call
I took your pictures off my wall.

How could I be so stupid to love you?
I hate everything you do
Shoo, shoo
I'm sick of you, too.

Did you get satisfaction from my pain?
Fortune and fame was your gain
My tears fell like rain
They fell onto my pillow, stained.

Stupid, narcissitical boy
You should know that I won't be your toy
You can act, but you'll never be coy
Stupid, narcissitical boy.
♠ ♠ ♠
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This would be the poem that would be dedicated to any guy that used me for fame if I ever became famous...