This Wake I Myself Have Stirred

I kid myself
Bring it onAfraid to turn
But I did and met no maker at all
Only instead, reflections of a rippled self
I may at last see myself as good
In a neutral pond unbiased and realDepicting only what is true
(What is true)
A distortion my hand has forced
I have created the wake
I may at last see myself as goodPaint a false, paint a false scenario
(Scenario)
My life has been a breach of contract and faith
I kid myself, I kid myself, I kid myself