You Are What You Are

You are what you are Among the rules and reasons If you are on a par In gloomy foggy seasons We hear sound of clarinet Along the morning dew If it is good or bad, Depends on none but you Write your own poems Sin your own sins Have your own proems Shoot your own films (You`re) looking through the glasses But better naked eye At the marks of lasses And a stupid guy To love or disagree Without lie but true To be or not to be Depends on none but you