Am I destined to not make a difference
Am I to be Poolboy forever
How about a Grandfather who's grandson doesn't know me?
How about a son who blames me for his way of life
Maybe a wife who thinks I'm just a companion
And not a lover
What is it about me that make people think I'm not a good person.
Is it too easy for people to dismiss themselves and their actions
And use others as their way of hiding their own inequities?
I can see that I am insignificant in a world of insanity
And I'm not insane
