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Choice

I wear jeans and tees
buzz my own hair
eat over the kitchen sink
...while smoking
(far beyond age appropriate)
but I don' t remember choosing these things

preferring solitude,
(a homebody for sure)
I hardly ever think of sex
sleep whenever I want
hardly ever think of sex
love waking with nothing to do
hardly ever think of sex
would anyone actually choose this

sometimes, I think I'm happy
although, never quite sure.

in the presence of others
I feel a bit strange
and in the presence of strangers
I feel a bit the other

when left alone,
I am sunshine in a botle
or an old fashioned tune
really now, you think this is what I"d choose?!

my ways, my lot
(by choice or not)
seems what I got is
a pre- packaged plan

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my ways, my lot
(by choice or not)
seems what I got is
a pre- packaged plan

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