Like Most Folks Stuck Floating On Stubborn Ego Trips Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Someone has filled your head,
With their beliefs you accepted as reality.
This gave you a comfort you did not research.
And whatever it was that had been implanted,
You've been clinging onto it since your birth.

Evidence has proven your point of view to be deluded.
But you insist to enlist explanation to include with excuses.
A self examination would have corrected what has been done.
But you laugh this off as if to distance from the seriousness.
You've befriended insecurities and immaturity too.

And nurturing both has not been to your benefit.
Nor accusations made about others being cruel to you.
No!
A truth pursued has never been your priority.
And to know it now would only leave you deeper in conflict.

You're sick!
And the unfortunateness of this...
You seem to hang onto it as if it validates your existence.
Like most folks stuck floating on stubborn ego trips!