Like everybody else,
But my god, aren't we all just human,
Who can love just one self?
We all do our best to love everyone,
Because we want it, too,
Miscommunication of our desires,
Can put the wrong people in front of you,
Like, say you're a salesman dying to sell,
Just for the commission,
You don't believe in the product, s'of course,
You're dealing in fiction,
Then are found out,
For the fraud that you are,
When the reason you took the job at all,
Was the interiour of the new car.