Ever since I was little I've always been a shy person
If u don't know me your thoughts would be that he's just a dry person
When I do something great I usually get a lot of praise and attention
That is all fine and nice but the more I try to silence it the more it come with more concentration.
Somewhere in me I feel an unknown stranger, he calls himself pride
He tells me let me take over you, we'll be on one hell of a ride
To make me arrogant, one who can boast
So I partnered with his old time enemy, we made a plan and ended with a toast…
Together we made everything we did look modest
To do something great and not to speak a little, its hard to be honest
With power given comes responsibility
And one fundamental key needed is a whole lot of humility.