Saturday, March 12, 2011

Blame


This is for me here on in...not you. I personally will not use the word ego anymore. Or should I say annoymore. Anyway. I overuse the word anyway too. But fuck it...it's less annoying than ego. Lately the word ego has seemed to become more of a scapegoat than anything else. Blame my ego. Hey, I'm sorry I was such an asshole last night...my ego got in the way. I would've danced with you...I actually ached to dance the tango with you, but something kept telling me that I was way much better than you...and you didn't deserve to be on the same dance floor with my ego. I mean...I really wanted to dance with you, but this damn ego kept on saying...hey man, wake up, she's not your style. I just love reservations. I want to call it the filter. So I said...what do you think ego...can you live with filter. Yeah, but be careful, this is alter ego speaking. Well,
what does super ego have to say about all this. I don't know, it's bad enough I have an ego to begin with, but now I have an alter and super one too. Nah, that was forty years ago...nobody pays attention to Freud anymore. Why's that? He always had his finger up his ass. Was it an ego thing? I think it was more of an id thing. Id, what the hell is that? I'm not quite sure, but I think id is short for libido. Yeah, that makes sense. But really it doesn't....that's why I simplified everything lately by attaching all significance to the ego. I had to simplify my world. And I only have me to blame if it goes wrong. Who are you? ...... isn't she a bit like you and we. I make my words and meanings as I go along. ...... .......... Yes, I agree.

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