Know this Narcissistic Asshole

I dread the light of day

but love the sweetness of morn.

I embrace the stillness of night

but fear the loneliness of dark.

I love a new design

and swear by what I sign.

I love the pollen grain:

Now here, now gone: in vain.

I wish the earth were flat,

So I could push off a few, a brat.

I wish I could fly:

and smile without a why.

I wish that I could love,

with heart as pure as dove.

I wish that I could cry,

not just for what is my.

I wish that time stood still,

until I had my fill.

I wish a lot of wish,

Yet, all I am is another fish.