by Edgar A, Guest
I have to be myself, and so,
I want to be fit for myself to know:
I want to be able to say as 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 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 person I really am:
I don’t want to dress myself in a sham.
I want to go out with my head erect,
I want to deserve all men’s respect:
But in the struggle of fame and pelf,
I want to be able to like myself.
I don’t want to think as I come and go
That I’m bluster and buff and an empty show.
I can never hide myself from me,
I see what others may never see,
I know what others may never know,
I never fool myself – and so,
Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and free.