I have to live with myself

I have to live with myself, and so
I want to be fit for myself to know.
I want to be able, as days go by,
Always to look myself in the eye.
I don't want to stand, with the setting sun,
And hate myself for the things I've done.
I want to go out with my head erect;
I want to deserve all men's respect;
And here for the struggle for fame and pelf,
I want to be able to like myself.
I don't want to look at myself and know
That I'm bluster, bluff, and empty show.
I see what others may never see,
I know what others may never know.