I Did Not Choose
I did not choose
this life.
I was merely a child
when I came into this
situation,
and now it is all I know.
I committed myself to a life
outside of experiences
you are aware of.
I did not choose
this life.
It chose me.
Give me no more of
this weak world
of possessions.
They never impressed me
anyway.
I’ve seen many naked women,
flesh bear to my eyes,
and have partaken
of them.
I’ve seen money, expensive trifles,
the sum total of meaningless
tinsel. You can
have it all, shove it up your ass.
I did not choose
your world.
And even if I die besotted
in gutters of rejection,
your world I will still
keep
at a distance.
Fuck it, I might as well
drink, maybe
offer some sort of
toast to your world,
maybe some peace offering.
I did not choose this life.
I coulda been many other
things.
Ah, this life
chose me.
Okay, guess what?
I lied.
I did choose
this life.
I drank every bottle
they sat down
in front of me.
I smoked every joint.
I felt guilty
for every day.
Draw whatever conclusions
you will.
The fact of the matter
is I lied.
I was full of shit, I
slandered my own
honesty, you name it,
I did it.
And I bought my
own line of shit,
tried to convince myself,
everyone,
it was true,
but
never could
believe it myself.
I Did Not Choose
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