My originality of thought
It is something that cannot be bought
She works all day for pay
I sleep the day away
She has 4 kids
I go on trips no one forbids
She has a man that orders her around
I am free to walk the town
She has a house with a mortgage
I have many items in storage
She has a friends to call her own
I am all alone
Who has the better life?
I am free and all she has is strife
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