Your way or the highway
You’re a one-way street
It is always about you
Your narcissistic tendencies just need to send them packing
Cried the last tear
No more sleepless nights
You call others selfish but truth be told it is you that is
Call me sensitive or whatever you like
For now, Don’t call
Stay clear
Enough is enough
Not slamming the door shut
Just keeping my distance
Time may not heal this wound
Not another moment until you learn it’s not always about you