Rock, Paper, Scissor

Rock, paper, scissor
never though myself conventional
not a rebel
nor a pioneer
the odd one
didn’t quite belong
though tried to
not quite normal
nor overtly abnormal

Rock, paper, scissor
in the wrong times
or right
never thought myself conventional
living the suburban life
looking at magazine
cookbooks and such
picking colors
way too much
Consuming the nothings that come
Moments of my life
Not lived
By the monsters within
and those around

Rock, paper, scissor
always the wrong pick
never thought myself as conventional
in this so called life


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