I find it hard to be okay.
The need to prove myself is strong.
To prove I’m smart. To prove I’m right.
To prove I have some deep insight.

I find it hard to be content.
The need to hoard some more is strong.
To hoard more books. To hoard more cash.
To hoard so much it looks like trash.

I find it hard to give with love.
The need to charge a price is strong.
To charge for time. To charge for trust.
To charge for fear of going bust.

My soul is Tom & Jerry cheese.
Too many holes to fill, to please.