Me
I have to live with myself and so I want to be fit for myself to know, I want to be able as days go by, To look at myself straight in the eye. I don't want to stand with the setting sun And hate myself for the things I've done. I don't want to hide on a closet shelf A lot of secrets about myself, And fool myself as I come and go Into thinking that nobody else will know What kind of man I really am; I don't want to dress myself in sham. I want to go with my head erect, I want to deserve all men's respect And in this struggle for fame and pelf I want to be able to like myself. I don't want to look at myself and know That I am a bluster and empty show. I cannot hide myself from me; I can see what others can never see; I know what others can never know, I cannot fool myself, and so Whatever happens, I want to be Self-respecting and conscience free.
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