Ego

I'm just a balloon

filled or leaking with the air of opinion.

We are all just latex,

nothing more, and nothing less...

and air

is as cheap as it gets.

And yet with all the fluff blown up our ass

or huffed in our face

we give credence far beyond worth.

What you think of me is worthless

if I value myself.

Your judgement is worthless

if God holds me righteous.

So why do I hold my balloon beneath the spigot

just to feel the weight of water?

Ego.