Ego

You’re the lump in my throat I cannot swallow

the thief that stole my pieces and left me hollow

Dim lit staircases where bad ideas had begun

and here you are kissing my feet for a taste of fun

You would go deaf if you heard my silent screams

they’ve made their way even into my dreams

Is it too much to ask to let me forget?

how long do I need to keep drowning in regret?

When you’ve found love, why have to come to me?

Were you looking for a boost of ego or a cup of tea?