Oops, except what you want to do,
Except so far as your true desires,
Coincide with what you,
Are expected to do by society,
Those close to you and yourself,
And, of course, the strangers looking at you,
Who have opinions about mental health,
And the ads you see on TV,
Because you wouldn't want anyone to see,
That you let yourself go in the name of,
Self-identity.
And it's alright,
There may be another life after this one,
Where what one does is not contingent on,
Expectation.
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