You think you know me, don't you?
You think you see my secret self.
Do you?
I'm not as smart as you might think
Nor as stupid as I act.
I'm far more proud than you'd expect
But much humbler than I sound.
You think you know me, don't you?
You think you hear my secret voice.
Do you?
I am kinder than you might guess
But much crueller than I seem.
I'm far sadder than you will know
But happier than I appear.
You think you know me, don't you?
You think I've got me figured out.
Do I?
I'm more cohesive than I think
I'm more fragmented than you can tell.
I might be less than you would hope
But then, I might be more.
June '01
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