i was like the mud on your shoe,
that you couldn't wait to get rid of,
i thought i was like the blue
to your clouds, to your skies
but i should have
know by the look in your eyes.

The best you can do is find your own sunshine when the world is dark, even when trying to be happy is no walk in the park.

Their ego never dies
claiming to have changed but continue to lie. All about themselves is all they ever spoke, they become as dull as an empty bottle of coke. They'll want you when you're gone, remember they're the sinless one who never does any wrong. Humans are their toys, searching every direction for innocence to destroy. Convincing that they need you but you know that is not and will never be true. You my dear have already been poisoned by the tea of lies, here I present you the narcissist's cry.