A Poem that would get me booed off stage at Busboys and Poets

I wanted to be a nihilist
but I care to much for you

Then I wanted to be an atheist
but I know it's God that's helped me through

And I wanted to be a revolutionary
but I like my current place

So I wanted to be an iconoclast
but there's nothing I want to break

Next I wanted to be an existentialist
but Satre was a womanizer, and I'm a feminist

Therefore I wanted to be a communist
but Che ordered firing squads and labor camps to quell Cuban dissent

One last try at being an idealist
But tomorrow I have to wake up, find a job, pay the rent

So you'll see me on the street
but don't feel bad for me as I pass by

Just another
blue suit,
blue pants,
black tie,

Just your average, everyday, suburban white guy.