IT'S NOT ABOUT ME
It's not about what i think,
I might reach the top only to sink
It's not about who I want to be,
Yes, I might get my ends without a honey bee
It's not about where i'm going,
I might get there and find another me
It's not about what i'm doing,
Pretty well I might be doing while the perfect me watch.
Cloth me with your eyes,
Let me see from you my skies
Though i live in the house of clay,
I will cease if thou desert me for a day
Like my drawings on the wall kissed with beauty,
Though they gave nothing for their beauty
I never existed prior to when you made me
Father all you feel i need to know, like a baby feed me.
It's not about me --- working
Though