I'm searching for some corroboration
Someone to confirm or deny
My dubious storyboard and timeline
I'm looking for some semblance of consensus
Perhaps it's my skeptical nature
But I suspect my remembrances of bias
Just one thumbs up from someone
Following along as I write the chronicles of me
It's not my intention to be writing fiction
But it doesn't take both eyes to see
My conflict of interest
The directors cut
Cutting room floor flooded
I've been selling myself these same stories
Come to realize they may have changed
I'll give myself the benefit of the doubt
But who else is there to blame?
I can already see
In my false memory
My fading life, dwindling body
Alone and nobody to agree
And some parts of this strange tale just don't seem likely
There's no way I'm the only one
With a growing suspicion
What if I made the whole thing up
Entire chapters suspicious
Of circumspect veracity
If someone could just agree, maybe I am who I always thought I was
If it's to be my fantasy
What better protagonist than me
Compelling, I think you'll agree
If our hero is portrayed romantically
I've only got this one epic
One bespoken narrative
So I'll say unapologetically
I'll at least make it beguiling
In search of echoed affirmation
In the shadows of my doubtful mind
Tracing tales of time and tension
Told from me, to myself, about I
What are the odds
A self-serving retrospective
Would bear resemblance to truth
Begrudge not this animal brain
Conflating anecdote and sooth
Composing the score
For the script my life wouldn't follow
Entertaining the thought
All of my nostalgia is hollow
What are the odds of a pristine retrospective
Dysfunctionally familiar with truth, close yet estranged
Contaminated with perspective
Subtly, conveniently rearranged
Written by, about, because of, and just for me
Liberties taken, no doubt, but to what degree
Conflict of interest, Motive, opportunity
Faulty eyewitness testimony
Oddly enough, contrarily
Benefit of the doubt notwithstanding
Even though I'm sure mine is compromised
I still seem to be able to spot your lies
Retrace my steps, backpedal
Identify the moment or milestone
The path I've laid and the steps I've made
Diverged, pivotally, so I pivot again
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 4:34 AM UTC
I'm searching for some corroboration
Someone to confirm or deny
My dubious storyboard and timeline
I'm looking for some semblance of consensus
Perhaps it's my skeptical nature
But I suspect my remembrances of bias
Just one thumbs up from someone
Following along as I write the chronicles of me
It's not my intention to be writing fiction
But it doesn't take both eyes to see
My conflict of interest
The directors cut
Cutting room floor flooded
I've been selling myself these same stories
Come to realize they may have changed
I'll give myself the benefit of the doubt
But who else is there to blame?
I can already see
In my false memory
My fading life, dwindling body
Alone and nobody to agree
And some parts of this strange tale just don't seem likely
There's no way I'm the only one
With a growing suspicion
What if I made the whole thing up
Entire chapters suspicious
Of circumspect veracity
If someone could just agree, maybe I am who I always thought I was
If it's to be my fantasy
What better protagonist than me
Compelling, I think you'll agree
If our hero is portrayed romantically
I've only got this one epic
One bespoken narrative
So I'll say unapologetically
I'll at least make it beguiling
In search of echoed affirmation
In the shadows of my doubtful mind
Tracing tales of time and tension
Told from me, to myself, about I
What are the odds
A self-serving retrospective
Would bear resemblance to truth
Begrudge not this animal brain
Conflating anecdote and sooth
Composing the score
For the script my life wouldn't follow
Entertaining the thought
All of my nostalgia is hollow
What are the odds of a pristine retrospective
Dysfunctionally familiar with truth, close yet estranged
Contaminated with perspective
Subtly, conveniently rearranged
Written by, about, because of, and just for me
Liberties taken, no doubt, but to what degree
Conflict of interest, Motive, opportunity
Faulty eyewitness testimony
Oddly enough, contrarily
Benefit of the doubt notwithstanding
Even though I'm sure mine is compromised
I still seem to be able to spot your lies
Retrace my steps, backpedal
Identify the moment or milestone
The path I've laid and the steps I've made
Diverged, pivotally, so I pivot again