Myself
I have to live with myself, and so--
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as the days go by
Always to look myself straight in the eye.
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able as the days go by
Always to look 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 keep on a closet shelf
A lot of secrets about myself--
And hate myself for the things I’ve done.
I don’t want to keep 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,
The kind of man (or woman) I really am.
I don’t want to dress myself in shame.
Into thinking that nobody else will know,
The kind of man (or woman) I really am.
I don’t want to dress myself in shame.
I want to go out with my head erect;
I want to deserve all men’s respect,
I want to deserve all men’s respect,
I want to be able to like myself.
I don’t want to think, as I come and go
That I am bluster and bluff and empty show.
I can never hide myself from me
I see what others may never see;
That I am bluster and bluff and empty show.
I can never hide myself from me
I see what others may never see;
I know what others may never know
I can never fool myself! And so--
Whatever happens I want to be
Self respecting and conscience free!
I can never fool myself! And so--
Whatever happens I want to be
Self respecting and conscience free!
I don't even know what to think of this poem. It's a lot to take in, to comprehend. It's about making the right decisions for me, for my own personal integrity; for self-respect, with a free conscience. Ya know, maybe it's so hard for me to understand because it's something I need to work on. I'd never thought of that. I always thought I had plenty of self-respect. But maybe I really don't. I don't need to be better for anybody else. I need to be better for me.
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