Self-reflection....

i am looking inside
myself
trying to figure out if
there are traces of
envy

the denial is there
hope is dying
ambition wants to soar

i am afraid how my eyes
are looking at the world
how my mouth speak about
the evil of others

(do i have my own wolves
too? how many elves are
there maneuvering
my moves?)

i look for you
to be my mirror
you speak the truth
and i do not complain
if you inflict the
pain

for with you
i do not suffer alone.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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