The Narcissistic Mother

Don’t tell me you like me; when you really despise me
Don’t tell me you’re happy I’m with your son; when you really want him to yourself
Don’t tell me you're proud of my accomplishments; when you really hate that I accomplished anything
Don't tell me you think I'm kind; when you really think I care about no one 
Don't tell me you're happy I help so much; when you really wish I would disappear
Don't play the victim when you're really the guilty one