Something that isn’t mine
I don’t want to be a teacher.
I don’t want to be a preacher.
I don’t want to drink wine
and go out of my mind.
I don’t want to get caught speeding.
I don’t want to get caught dealing.
I don’t want to get caught feeling
any girl but mine.
I don’t want to work for the corp.
I don’t want to put up with this crap
coming out of Washington.
I want to be a lover not a fighter.
I don’t want to be anything but a writer.
My my my.
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