The Honorable Musician

Sometimes, I worry I'm not the person everyone thinks I am.

My friends all assure me that I'm being silly, that they know I'm a great person. But I still wonder if they are wrong. So many people think me smart, and funny, and nice. They say I do great things. What would they think if they knew that he -- the good, reliable friend -- doubted himself?

Perhaps they wouldn't be shocked at all. In a way, this is what worries me most. Maybe, in their hearts, they wonder -- just as I do.

When they see me, do they see a liar?