The dragon in me Controls my thoughts and deeds; At times propelling me forward, Other times holding me back.
The dragon in me Is whispering softly, Building my confidence, Riling my doubt.
The dragon in me Does no fire breathe; He really doesn't breathe at all. He's merely my ego, And I the knight Trying not to be burned.
This was written during an English class in which we were studying Joseph Campbell, in case the idea of the ego as a dragon seems familiar to any of you. ;)