Choosing A Persona

So,
exactly who are you today? A
porno queen who runs a racy
magazine? The funny guy who’s
kinda shy or maid who’s feeling
all forlorn and wishes she was
never born? So many guises to
be worn – it has to be a trial to
choose. You’d lose a sense of
who you were if every day you
had to play a naming game.

And you, they ask, just who are
you? You have a claim to fame
or shame? – Oh, let me think;
I like a drink, a song, a laugh,
farting bubbles in the bath,
I like to read and love to write,
I think I may, I think I might –
and only just, but it’s alright,
– be me...
© 27 February 2008, I. D. Carswell