Not Once…

Their perceptions became my only concern, living in deception at every turn. 

Who I was, or to become, never once crossed my mind, not even one single time.

Lies upon lies, I began believing the false truths, crossing every “t” and dotting every “i”.

Their approval my only purpose, my fake personification, only scratched the surface.

I was captive, to the Narcissist inside, within my heart, controlling my sick mind.

Who I was, or to become, never once crossed my mind, not even one single time.