All along …

All this while you’ve been forcing me

Not to be black and white;

Not to stop doing one thing 

When another comes along.

And so it is I ask you: 

If so many others make exactly these mistakes,

Why cannot I be left to make them just as much as this also?

Why do you take the effort and time 

To render me so unlike myself?

No reason nor rhyme does explain your motivations: 

Your intentions, after all these years,

Still as goddamn opaque as they ever were.

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