To those who carve statues of my face

And to those who mark where my foot sets place

You look upon me with only admiration and reverence 

In your praise and cheers, I take sick indulgence

“Love me more!” I call, masked with pleading

And like waves you will bow before me, commending

My ego is a ship, floating on the fragile water

All the validation is a double-edged sword, calling slaughter 

I drown in it all, the expectations so thick I can’t breathe

It’s stabbing at me now; any failure makes me seethe

“Love me more!” I call, yet I receive no reply

“Love me more!” I call, a choked whisper that makes me cry

A fetal position I curl; Crumbled statues ruined at my feet

”Love me more,” I cry, even if the lie is sweet

Those who adored me now look at me with scorn

Those who loved me make me wish I was never born

”Love me more,” I ask, only trying to convince myself 

Why should I though? My story is just another on the shelf

My ego is a lie, a trick that made me a fool

Asking for love is only asking God to be cruel

“Who will love you now?” they sneer, when even my reflection turns away

“Who will love me now?” I ask, I suppose I can only hopelessly pray

God is cruel to those who ask for love, to those who hold their egos close

He shows them reality, shoves what they tried to ignore right up their nose

Those rose-tinted glasses will shatter, trust me I know

All your statues will crack and fall, just as I watched my own go

When you ask who will love you now, don’t ask me

Only by asking yourself will you ever be free

Asking for love is only asking God to be cruel

If you go out begging, you’re only making yourself a fool

Leave your fragile ego behind, drag your fleeting reflection back

Only then will you find true love, when your pride begins to crack

Then I will no longer call for love when I find my satisfaction 

I will find pure, unconditional love in myself, no more desolation 

I will need not statues for my worth, nor will I crave illusory validation 

Because God will break your ego, and you will find real love then; This is my proclamation.