Deep rooted glory attached to triumphs conceit
Ego, vanity, narcissism
Spread out amongst the facade of society
I'm a balloon steadily growing
I will never burst
From the self-love that is constantly justified
Constantly filling
I feel as if I will live forever
I will never die
I am a mountain looking down on all others
Viewing the lives
Of those worth so much less
I will find my end
For it indeed draws near
Lies I've told myself crumble into the dirt
My pride scatters like ash in the wind
Never to be seen again
No more legacy