Am I Crazy Or Am I A

I Was Stuck In The Feeling That One Did Not--was Not Justified In Being Alive Unless One Was Fulfilling Other People's Dreams, Whether They Were Contractual Dreams Or The Public's Dreams, Or Fulfilling My Own Dreams And Illusions About What I Thought I Was Supposed To Be, Which, In Retrospect, Turned Out To Not Be What I Am.

I've Got Used To The Fact -​ Just About -​ That Whatever I Do Is Going To Be Compared To The Other Beatles. If I Took Up Ballet Dancing, My Ballet Dancing Would Be Compared With Paul (mccartney)'s Bowling.

I Don't Stand Back And Judge - I Do.

My Defenses Were So Great. The Cocky Rock And Roll Hero Who Knows All The Answers Was Actually A Terrified Guy Who Didn't Know How To Cry. Simple.

If Being An Egomaniac Means I Believe In What I Do And In My Art Or Music, Then In That Respect You Can Call Me That... I Believe In What I Do, And I'll Say It.