Treasure Island

Eric Schojan

(04/18/1991 / Durango, Colorado)

Ego


please, let's not flatter ourselves here,
neither of us hear the words hitting our ears,
methodically planning how to make our point clear,
and when its our turn to speak we are no more near

I'm not trying to play any games,
or pin quick quips in digital frames,
not looking for conflict, my goals stayed the same,
to send all my negativity back from whence it came

I try to respect but I'm rarely respected,
I'd say I'm a reject, but I am self-rejected,
I'm mentally stunted emtionally neglected,
But I'll fight for positivity untill my own brain is infected

Well i'ts all been said before, and life has proven rough,
we all will trudge along asking 'do we really have enough? '
but no matter whats thrown at you, you have got to stay tough
cause life won't blow a chance to call you out on a bluff.

Submitted: Thursday, May 01, 2014

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We need to stop letting our ego into our relationships or they will sink from the weight.

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