I've come to the realization over the years that one should embrace his/her idiosyncrasies. It will never be a problem for me to wear a sleeveless full-body pug shirt in front of 40,000 people. On the other hand, it's been a revelation of late that there's a difference between idiosyncrasies and flaws. It's not healthy to embrace being an asshole. It's not healthy to embrace being selfish. If you spend your whole life resistant to change, at the very least you'll often be miserable, and at worst you'll just push away the people it's worth changing for.
The consequence of vanity
If it's not about me, then who's it about?
I'm the one juggling these chainsaws of doubt
If it's not about me, then I don't understand
First … know thyself; is that not the plan?
It's not for the weak, and it's not for the mild
It's not for the boy, an impress'nable child
He spent his whole life penning a love song to insanity
Caught between obsession and the sirens of inanity
In the end succumbing to the consequence of vanity
If it's not about me, then what's it about —
the answers within or the questions without?
If it's not about me, I'll admit I'm confused
This is just how I am; this is not what I choose
It's not for the faint or the calm of this world
It's not fair to you or the beautiful girl
He spent his whole life penning a love song to insanity
Caught between obsession and the sirens of inanity
In the end succumbing to the consequence of vanity
If it's not about me, if it's not about me
If it's not about me, then I fail to see
If it's not about me, then how can it be?
I will never find peace; I will never be free
Love,
Dad
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