You know who you are.. the unaware, the fine artists of denial.

You know who you are.. who feign honesty through selective gestures.

You know who you are.. that delegate care with sensitive disguise.

You know who you are.. but you cannot tell.

Don’t personalize this – it isn’t about you.

But, I’m a little bit like you – so how would you know?

You don’t know who you are and that’s what it’s come down to,

And so you don’t know what you are missing -

or what you could be denying yourself -

in order to convince yourself that you are what you think you know.