Which Ones Are Chosen


Which ones are chosen,
How, let me count the ways,
I'm feeling some type of way,
with these streets that I cannot pave,
I'm a loner in world of glory days,
Socially awkward and my communications on the same page,
What type of individual would you like me to be,
When it all comes down to it,
The answers no,
I can just be me,
I can just be free,
I can just be able to speak my mind like,
Which ones are chosen,
I need your attention and i hope you hear me,
I can only tell you what's in these words,
and days of no further worries,
When I expire and transcend to the next level,
Make me who I'll be in the next life,
Please add good genes and morals,
So I can be,
which ones are chosen!

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