Choices

I was born into a family not of my choosing, by parents that I didn't pick. They used a few parenting techniques that they thought were best, fed me food and exposed me to people and television they believed would shape a quality personality. So I watched the TV they chose, ate from the limited choice of healthy food in the cupboards, and read the books they bought me. I grew with the internal and external physical traits forced on me by genetics. Now I'm typing this on a computer we bought in a city I didn't choose to live in, from a store that was only the best in the area we had to choose from, and by a man who was given his job by some rich bigshot. My freedoms and liberties are ironically limited, and chosen by a government that I don't have the right to choose. Even when I'm eighteen, my democracy will be about as diverse as "puppet on the left, or puppet on the right". Now I apparently just have to choose my future.