What is important to you?
Or what should you care about?
Is it about what you feel?
Or what we feel about you?
I pick up my pen to write
The battle is not about
What to write about
But rather what I am
Expected to write about.
I am stuck between these
Contrasting worlds of mine
To write my heart
Which you do not want to hear
Or to write what you want
Which I may not really care about.
Why am I evening thinking
About what you want?
I have a life to live
If you want someone
Who will do exactly what you want
Why not get a clone of you?
You have enough resources, why not make one?
I have a life to live
A saviour to please
Poems to write
And records to break
My mind to speak
And a mission to fulfill
And after all said and done
I have my life to account.