Slave of my Ego.

Your ego saved you when you were scared to ask for help, you accepted the help, forgot everything costs,now you became slave of your ego, surrounded by unreachable wall.

But I'm a slave;
Slave of my own ego
What is there to fight for?
you can't be free from yourself.
Nothing sinful:
In feeding your own saviour.

What is evil to donate
Some tears, some blood, some sweat,
to the one:
Who wiped your tears
buried your bruise
even with chilies.

"It'll keep you safe"
whispered my ego
"Won't I be called Saint;
Of my own"?
"You won't face the world
They're scared of your slavery
They won't allow you
You won't reach them
That's how you'll keep feeding me"

What is outside the wall?
I never wandered
If this is the way
to keep me safe
Let it be.