How To Choose

Happiness?

Money?

It's hard to find a

Common ground.

Hard to find

Balance

On a line so thin.

Precariously

Teetering,

Bound to fall on

One side, or

The other.

Slave for hours

Days

Weeks

Years.

For what?

Money.

Or, you will fall

On the side of

Happiness.

Do what you

Dream.

However, for

Most of us,

That doesn't include

An income.

Maybe you like

Piercings,

Tattoos,

Hair dye.

Employers don't.

You are a

Circle, a

Triangle, a

Hexagon,

Trying to get to

The work force

Where only

Squares

Are welcome.

As much as

You want to

Remain true to yourself,

You change.

Take out your

Piercings,

Hide your

Tattoos,

Put your crazy

Hair dye

Back on the shelf

For now.

Redrawing yourself

Into that

Square

Society requires you

to be.

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