The Desperation of the Ego

The desperation of the ego
is a funny thing to see
funny like would it be weird
if that monster came to eat me.

Look at me, look at me
please look at me
please don’t pass me by
I’m here, look at me.

We wager all our soul
which sits with patient smile
there’s nothing that’s off limits
there’s no internal guide
except for that ole ego
which with think is really us
and so we feed it and caress it
we even learn to trust
just what it tells us
never we are wrong
always alway always
we sing our righteous song
and when no one comes to listen
finally and absolute
our ego, it keeps looking
for the thing you can’t refute
and anything feels good
any response that you can get
please tell me that you hate me
please let me call you idiot
argue and insult me
so that I can feel alive
and so that I can finally
express myself
while my true self
stays behind.

Oh the desperation of the ego
is such a funny thing
even death next door
now right next door
does nothing against it’s ring.