The Metamorphosis of Narcissus

We are standing in front of a stream 

Where I see my clear reflection

The flower blooms beautifully

Just like my companion

He writes an ode to me

And sculpts miniature butterflies

Can be easily for me to manipulate n teach

my beloved to pamper me with other gifts

I revel in what I see naturally 

But right now I gaze upon my reflection

If I where to lose my companion

I would be without a thing- no home

No trinckets no presents

Where if I don't change it is here 

You will find me most of the time

Stareing at my reflection

As his tired of me self presents itself

And I realize another one bites the dust

I imagine a symphony, a fruity melody

And the one of impending doom

For my companion had enough 

Of what he could consume

My self indulgence and vain ways

I say, "I don't need you!"

For I am a singular island in the stream

And this is the problem with me

I have always pushed people away

Far before they know me or understand

The reward of marveling at myself

And I only have myself to blame

Me and my companion will never be

The same way again

I lost another lover

For the record it's in the hundreds

And now it is me trying to find Clearwater

To see my muse

And for some reason it does matter

I can't see myself anymore

For the person I see in the water is not

there for me to view

A borderline sociopath

That only thing I do what suits fools

I stare at my image

And really I am confused

I see a stranger in the mirror

And now Narcissus has over ruled.