Self

Look at you! You are going places You got that impulse of control in your eyes You have a hunger that requires constant feeding From a passion burning deep within your radical stimulus You devour all the barriers that stand in your way Rise above all the neutralizing slander of surrounding people To be so chargeless and undisturbed by them Your soul demands difference! To sour with the eagles is your point of covergence To dauntlessly grasp ahold of your dreams and take them into your possession I stand envious of you Self, of your fire, of your heart I admire your light from afar that illuminates my sky Your growth is beautiful, like the blossom of a flower, Brought forth from the rain and brilliance of the sun To feel such compassion, such power, such indulgence Would be next to heaven for one like myself So carry on Self, carry on