Here’s a tip

You are more capable than you think

Now go

But first, notice what I notice

You are very very impressed with yourself

He likes him some him

She likes her some her

But only on one level

One very very self-spoiled level

Like the girl who’s been told she’s pretty

And really REALLY believes it

Or the boy who buys his own hype

But on a completely different level

You know you’re unexceptional by choice

By daily frequent soul-suicidal choice

Yes, it’s SO sad, that you gift yourself

Waterfalls of excuses

Me-time you need

Trips and pleasures and sloth

And while you say a friendly friendly thing,

You haven’t quite mastered

A way of “pal”ing around

That doesn’t feel like game-hunting

Or capture the flag

You forget that a toy you sit on

Can’t be played with

And the pet that is smothered, dies

So I’m caught and frozen and sad

Cause there’s a part of you

That is wide-eyed and ready

To be excellent for all

But it’s locked in a room

Down a series of corridors

In a haunted dungeon

With sweet evil women who hold the key

And a mean mean mess of a man

Who blocks the door

And you call them family

And you call them

When your tasks stack way up

And your phone lights up

And you find yourself

On the very edge of the cliff

Ready to fully commit

To a world-class dive

To finish something great

To be seen by all

You have a second

To decide

Shrink back

Or lunge forward

Show them all

Or find the couch again

And I just got to say

That everyone is playing tug ‘o war

Right now everyday

We’re hopelessly caught between

Knowing you can crank out heroes

And knowing full and well

That you won’t

And that, Friend, makes me so angry

Because, like I’ve said

You are more capable

Actually capable

Than you think you are