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I Know the Facts

Dustin Lowman

 

It’s not time to face the facts

They know they’ve already been faced

I know them, and they know me

We’re forever in the same place

 

I don’t always need to be told

I already know who I am

Either way, this is how I’ll stay

Not moved by a battering ram

 

But at least I know this much

I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not

At the end of the day, come what may,

The real me is what I have got

 

I’ve memorized faces for naught

And I know just how people will act

Maybe they’ll see that I hold the key

And one day they will face the facts

 

It’s easy to predict the future

Every day is a clone of the last

And though I’ve been vexed, I know what comes next

Every year is a clone of the past

 

But at least I know this much

I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not

At the end of the day, come what may,

The real me is what I have got

 

There’s a fire ablaze in my mind

As I glare at events that have passed

They thought they’re so strong, but I know they were wrong

My frustrations all have amassed

 

Usually I’m able to cope

With this stuff that goes on to no end

Recently though, my nerves start to go

And my room turns into my best friend

 

But at least I know this much

I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not

At the end of the day, come what may,

The real me is what I have got