Ego
I could never look myself in the eye,
I can’t lean on my shoulder and cry.
I can’t punch myself in the face,
Even though this would be the case.
I can not tell myself a lie,
Even if very hard I would try.
I can’t plead innocent if I feel guilt,
Or my soul would turn into a quilt.
I can stay, when I’m meant to go,
But is this me, or just my EGO?
Copyright © Thomas Kovacs | Year Posted 2006
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