His ego was bigger than his heart,
stronger than his will,
and superior to his happiness.
His ego controlled not only him,
but his entire life.
He nurtured his ego,
more than he nurtured his inner self.
Ego, ego, ego.
The thief of his happiness.
The happiness robber.
He chose ego every time,
and in doing so he rejected happiness.
He would rather be proud,
feel superior and powerful,
have his will and control,
than to feel the purity of the moment.
He had the chance to enjoy,
but he chose to destroy.
He couldn’t get his way,
so he chose to run away.
He put his ego first,
instead of clenching his thirst.
His ever longing thirst for love,
happiness and mindfulness.
If he couldn’t have his way,
he would rather call it a day.
Instead of cherishing the moment,
he chose to crave for the future.
Rather than taking what he could have,
he chose to have nothing at all.
Ego’s way, or no way at all.