Sign me up
Says the inner scurry
Like me
Need me
Use me
He is always ready
To be important
Always eager
To be teacher
Always smarter
Than the day before
And itchy
Itchy in the underbelly
Of the ego
Where compensation stretches
He thinks he is there
Fully and completely there
But alas
He’s been clubbed
He hobbles so
But alas
He’s been mixed up
For too long
But alas
He’s just a boy
A step behind