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.