One Man Conference


Sitting up at night contemplating what everybody has had to say,

Do I listen and follow suit or do I do this thing my way?

I admit I think about it too much, and Aubrey Graham would approve,

The lack of concern from my friends makes me want to ask “Who faker than you?”

But the answer to that might just be in my own reflection,

Because who am I? My identity forever in question/

And I find myself to be the lead interrogator, always the bad cop

In this introspective interview the query never stops.

“Am I, are you, faker than most or realer than some?”

The answer lies in the outcome of this internal battle that’s never won, ongoing, and never done.

Even though I talk to myself and walk by myself, I lie to myself