Ego's Game

The starters pistol fires

your game is afoot

and the clones cheer you on

you radiate intimidation

Don't you think she

can sense your eye's pierce

to the flesh or

does your ego block

You paint a pretty picture

of yourself to her

an abstract portrait

regardless of the truth

Don't you think she

can sense your eye's pierce

to the flesh or

does your ego block out

the emotions of another

You'll eat her existence

a slave to your game

Another's pain, fear's

it's spelled out in her eyes

when will

the child's ego let go

for the sake of being loved