People think they know me for myself,

but truly I am some body else.

Think they now me for who I be,

but in truth they do not see,

that to know who I am takes a fee,

I need to know who you be.

Are you an acquittance?

A friend?

A foe?

If I left where would it go?

Do you buy from me I sell to you?

No matter what I go through would

you do as I do?

If you want to know me for me,

who you are first I must see.