Who I am
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I look in the mirror and I know just what I'll see A perfect imitation of a guy who looks like me But I would like to see myself from other points of view I know who I am except for who I am to you I know what's intended when I say the things I say But I'm aware that you might not interpret them that way And so I can't determine what the words I say should be I don't know what they mean except for what they mean to me It gets so deadly dull Sitting here inside my skull I wish it were possible To visit you in yours Each thing that I do is something that you see I've done But I can't bear to start explaining each and every one Another me lives in your head and he's important too I know who he is except for who he is to you |