Acceptance
Who to be, or not to be.
Is that the question?
Follow me, to places unseen,
Come my way, this direction.
Son where have you been?
Here, and there, and everywhere,
To see the sights, and here the sounds,
To live life without a care,
One shot, two shots, several rounds.
Have you lost your sobriety?
Yes,
To the conformation of society.
Yes?
For the companionship, and The
ACCEPTANCE.
I lost me, and became THEM.
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