which one will I be today?
which one will I be half an hour from now?
you all must know what I'm saying
scowling after being chewed out by your boss
you leave his office and there's his new secretary
with her stereotypical tight low-cut blouse
and suddenly you're a lounge lizard's idea of Casanova
or going out after work mocking one's fashion sense
then a second later helping a blind person across the street
if God were as simple-minded as his worshippers
we'd be worse off than we are now
(and don't think I don't wonder sometimes)
ah but when push comes to shove
what self would we want to be called out on?
I'll leave with this question
because I'm not even sure for myself at the moment...
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