Do others know who they are
Or do they search like me
For a firm reality
I'm not sure who i am
Nor whether i give a damn
But what seems real important
Is to get the lost me sorted
I'm a walking contradiction
Often accused of bitchin'
Yet my heart is so profound
While others seem unsound
It's all a mystery
Yet only i can see
Do i have special perception
Or is my life a wrong direction!!
