I will be,
Your very first encounter,
Meeting someone like myself.
With disbelief,
I do stop and look around,
Seeing what they say is true.
Matter of fact,
Despite what you want to think,
All does revolve around me.
I find ways,
Embellish all that you say,
Making myself look better.
With my eyes,
I look for the perfect time,
To steel your identity.
Boredom spews,
As you share your life’s stories,
Trying so hard not to yawn.
I make sure,
With every word your mouth says,
I diminish what you say.
I know you,
Better than you know yourself,
I can finish all your thoughts.
When in truth,
I am thinking, how and when,
I will one up your tall tale.
Over time,
I’ll adopt it as my own,
Leaving fragments of your soul.
You question,
How I still come out ahead,
When I make it about me.
I answer,
I‘m the one who stole your light,
Leaving you in my shadow.
Remember,
I’m the one, for no reason,
Deflated your excitement.
Seriously,
Do I have to remind you,
It’s not about you today,
Since my birth,
Everyone reminded me,
How it will be about me.
All of you,
May think you are important,
Except I know, I’m the one.
When the time’s right,
I tried to find my courage,
Speak those three difficult words.
A voice said,
Before I had a slight chance,
Saying that I am sorry.
It decided,
My efforts would gain nothing,
But make it all about you.
I would lose,
Far much more than I worked for,
Less than if I stayed quiet.
When it’s time,
For you choose to surrender.
Stand back and stand far away,
As I shout,
You should really know by now,
It’s all about me, not you.
