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Do not praise me...

Ode to a Narcissist: Something Poetic, but Worth Every Word.

Do not praise me, if all you need is my penny.

Do not praise me, if you only need 5 minutes with me, and then you are gone again.

Do not praise me, for looking like the perfect person you see yourself spending the rest of your life with; I am not even sure of who I am, because I am still finding myself.

Will you still praise me if you meet another me tomorrow?

Do not love me, because I make the perfect breakfast.

Do not praise me, because I get the kids off to school early.

Do not praise me, because I put food on our table.

Do not praise me because I look like the connection that can fulfill your tomorrow’s dream.

Do not love me, because I am the hope you seek or the answers to your prayers.

No, please do not praise me because of what YOU THINK I AM TO YOU.

Ha, please do not love me because of WHO YOU THINK I AM.

I do not know who I am.

I have no idea who I am becoming.

So, do not project your desires and definitions of who I am or who I will be.

I am nobody.

You can forget me as quickly as love me now, so why not still love me even if I am nothing to you, or have no use?

Dear narcissist,

Do not measure my worth, based on your own needs and desires, or aspirations of me.

I am no longer your source of supply.

I am no, nobody.

Just here, finding myself, and dancing in the rain- because I am no longer your supply.

I am now nobody to you- and it is so good!

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