Real Life
As I sit here
Staring at the screen
I realize
That only I can make the choices for myself.
Not my mother. Not my father.
Not anyone else.
Somedays I just want to say
Everybody please go away
Only for a moment though
And deep inside they would know
I miss the way things used to be...
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