I’m sitting in my living room
It’s a weekend and I could be hanging out with friends or watching movies or anything other than listening to poetry and playing video games
I decide I’m going to steal a car and drive somewhere because why the hell not and my brother goes
“Take the tow truck”
I tell him no, that I would rather not
And he says “it’s just because it’s too slow for you”
And I say “no, I would just rather drive something else”
To which he replies “mmmmhhhmmmm”
As though he knows what I want and I don’t
And then I realize people have been doing that to me my whole life
Whether it be what haircut I want or what my personal style is
Everyone has always tried to tell me what I want but never succeeded
Then I realize that maybe it’s time to do what I want for a change