Ego
The picture getting smaller ,
When the egos gett'n taller,
And the grand scheme of all things,
Just get thrown into the wings...
Was it only their decision,
To become so tunnel visioned,
Or was it times that we gave praise,
We should have left for better days...
See when we're looking thru a window,
Our reflection's all that we show,
It's just a side of you that's there,
That's copied back within your stare...
But when they're look'n thru that pane,
Theirs go way beyond the frame,
To anyone they think will need it,
So they constantly can feed it...
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