who are you?

that invades my every wakeful moment
telling me to try harder
to give more
to be better

what gives you the right
to sneak into my mind
to whisper in my ear
when i am content
with my stillness

i wonder...
and i scream
silently
as i watch you
in the mirror
pushing, proding, reminding me
that i am destined
for something greater

don't ever stop

08/07/2005

Author's Note: why does it seem that we are never content with what is in the palm of our hand?

Posted on 08/07/2005
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