When the mirror talks back...

I keep telling you,
That my greatness is not in my strive.
It is not in my 'pursuit of happiness',
Nor my recovery from pain.
I keep telling you
That my greatness is in I.
You will hear my words when I am gone;
You will see my vision like notes in a song.
I keep telling you my greatness is not far from my cry!
I keep telling you to listen
I know I will convince you
when finally I lie
In a tomb; closed up and shut up in someone’s naive mind.
I keep telling you
My greatness is well in your sight
Look up kid,
My greatness is  in I.

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