MISUNDERSTANDING MYSELF

How much of my success in life
is due to Providence?
How much of my wealth
is due to crime?
How much of my misfortune
is due to naivety?
How much of my suffering
is due to retribution?
How much of my indignation
is righteous?
How much of my outburst
is uncontrolled?
How much of my right
is wrong?
How much of my wrong
is right?
How much of my love
is insincere?
How much of my sincerity
is feigned?
How much of my life
has been wasted?
How much of my hate
is justified?
How much of my truth
is falsehood?
How much of my falsehood
is truth?
How much of my libido
is natural?
How much of my nature
is hereditary?
How much of my euphoria
is drug-induced?
How much of my sadness
is the side effect of my
euphoria?
How much of my sanity
is unreal?
How much of my insanity
is real?
How much of my vision
has been put to reality?
How much of reality
have I embraced?
How much of my extroversion
is beclouded by pessimism?
And how much of my introversion
is overshadowed by optimism?

The questions could go on and on
and on
And yet remain unanswered
But one thing I wil strive to do
Just before I step ashore into
another life:
I bare my heart to the entire
world of humanity
Philosophers, fools, princes,
moralists and all manner of men
Examine my conscience
consciously
And if I am found wanting
Forgive me
I am not perfect, I am only
human.