Who Are You

Who are you, why are you here

You’ve been with me before, but never this long

What exactly is it you want with me

You justify yourself, but I know you must be wrong



Who do you think you are

To smite my face and take it all from me

Then what gives you the right

To say you’re on my side, and you will set me free



What did you say, what did I hear

You say that you’re a friend who will get me through the night

Then why do you only appear

When every thing around me can never seem quite right



Why is it that you pause

I asked you a simple question, don’t bother playing this game

What is it you call yourself

I know who you are, Pride is your name

Author's Notes/Comments: 

If you wanted a September 11 response, you've got it.  I know it's not the most patriotic (in fact, it's not in any sense)  but it's how I felt about the things I was saying and doing in those ten days after that I thought were patriotic and supportive but were just prideful and hate filled and it was really taking me down.  Well, I’m done with that run on, sorry.  But non-the-less, this was my response.  I hope knowing this doesn't offend anyone.  Peace and God bless America

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