Last One On Friday Night Poem by Nat Z. Punx

Last One On Friday Night



i never had a family
people put me here
as i did others
i still say
i never had a family
times i get irritated
that people assume i am different
because i choose to be
well, i guess i do
i have the choice
to be a blithering self concious idiot
or different
wouldn't you too
choose the freak?

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