Look at me. I’m not so much.
Not haughty, not proud.
Not setting my sights above my stars.
Except when I do.
Then it’s all the small vandalism vanities
hidden from the greater public
behind the mask of an absurd person
and my outsized ego banging
on the walls of my little life.
Let me be quiet and go away.
He must increase.
Psalm 131
