The mind that forces it

Where arrogance hides
and denial abides

It´s a thing that slides with the hand across the side of the head
pushing the hair back into place before the mind speaks over the heart
And the heart gets forgotten for a time as the ego starts
The braggart tone is in the voice and it rings out as that person tries with force
and all the children who are adults that didn´t have
 the benefit of a mentor
can´t learn from those of us who worship the mind grab
 while the heart is ignored

Greatness is eons passed these lands of self deserving
Comparison can embedd itself into our perception
Arrogance is the knife that severs all connections
It hides somewhere people don´t want to look
When words are like mirrors they turn into claws
people who force themselves to be, run for the door

That braggart tone is a voice that rings
The only thing you hear is thoughts as they forever sing