I\’d like to meet my true self
Just once to say hello
And ask him if he really thought
About the things I know
To find out if his mind just wanders
Or does he stop and think
About the repercussions of
His actions I feel stink
Its perposterous to ask
And bias I\’d have to say
To know the answer that I seek
Is in him and will stay
To question his integrity
Or be embarrassed by his gall
T\’is not for me to question him
T\’is not for me at all
I am here to help him
Inept as he may seem
T\’is not my place to judge his acts
For to him I am but a dream
His conscious I can clearly read
And to me this brings disgust
But t\’is not me that will endure
All his friends\’ mistrust
My heart goes out to this silly fool
For his course in life has told
Of all the downfalls he has faced
And his future will unfold.
Wooley
