My life is full of smart decisions,
I chose my college because it was smart,
I make myself marketable,
I made myself hirable.
I plastered on the nice grin and the spewed the best choice words,
I am human made of wise decisions,
I am composed of carefully thought out phrases,
my brain is made of carefully selected memories and resume tag lines,
My personality only lives to thrive in a future full of money and success.
I have molded so much my original shape no longer can be identified,
I am sick of smart decisions,
I want to make bad ones.