Hiden Fate

I have to live with myself and so, I want to be fit for myself to know,,, I want to be able as days go by, To look at myself straight in the eye.
I do not want to stand with the setting sun And hate myself for the things I've done.
I do not want to hide 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 What kind of man I really am;
I do not want to dress myself in sham.
I want to go with my head erect,
I want to deserve all men's respect And in this struggle for fame and pelf. I want to be able to like myself.
I do not want to look at myself and know That I am a bluster and empty show.
I can not hide myself from me;
I can see what others can never see;