Ego Shadow
Would you love me if I were a loser?
Or to you, will I just be, another failure?
What makes a loser?
To what ideal state of mind, am I trapped in yours?
As a fig amative, of your creation?
Where do you get these ideas?
I guess from other losers
Then what makes you as superior?
I feel on how you vibe my integrity,
I make you feel superior
Clothes don't match seniority
However, I do my own
I show no ideal of royalty
I guess I should just bow down to you now
This will be it
I finally submit
This will be the first time
That you may ever win
But these thoughts are just your imagination
You show love for yourself, and nothing on any remission
I feel as though you walk on this earth
And I, and other people are nothing more then your ego shadow
I hope I made you happy today, my lady
You seem very well sincere, and secured
On only your selective few in which you will concur
Though they are like you, for I do fear for you
Because that was once me,
Who once had a crowd of people like you
Showing no remorse, I walk my own path
And when the day is new, no one will be around here, but you
This poem was written by Jason Partington on Mar 13, 2007.
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