Sad romance

You're surely sure that your pure...Insanity's vanity's cure.
forget yourself!
Narcissus says this less than your mess of a self.
Obsessed with your insignificance to the point of caloused self importance.

I tell her: You see nothing...
You think you see...
But you dont really look.
Wait...
No!
You look.
And you think you see.
But you dont really see.
That's what I was trying to say...
with a sneer,
and a snicker,
and a scandalous stare. (hey there)
She says : You are making no sense Jeff-rey you are nuts.
I say : Shucks...