I have my thinks
Therefore I am
But why can’t I be me?
For who I am
It would seem
Requires ‘identity’
A label must I fit
And fit it well I don’t
For others seek to define
And dictate if I won’t
My data is mined
And tailored ads
Seem to know me well
Is that real
Can it be
And why the hard sell?
What I consume
I become
An ever changing sale
Which is first
Me or the ad
In this sordid Tale?
i love this!!!!!
i’m making a cartoon with it- and i think we should see if we can come up with material for a poetry book
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Oh yes!
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