I Run Red Lights: Where Only One Line per Verse is True and You Can Try to Guess Which One

I’m above average height.
I’m a contrarian by nature.
I briefly considered a career as a long-haul truck driver.
I loved petting the cows when I would visit dairy farms with my father as a child.
I can be fiercely brave.

I once played hide-and-seek in a corn field.
I have the kind of ocean blue eyes that you could swim forever in.
I believe that, no matter who you are, there’s a distinct possibility that I’m the woman of your dreams.
I thrive on chaos.
I have excellent foresight.

I have hair the colour of hay bales.
I’ve never threatened anyone in my life.
I feel like I understand animals better than humans.
I try to learn other languages on occasion only because I find languages so fun and interesting.
I love with reckless abandon.

I love fried mushrooms.
I’ve never wondered if I should have been a mother.
I have excellent hindsight.
I’ve never been admitted to a psychiatric ward.
I sometimes wish my voice was beautiful.

I was arrested once.
I’ve never defended anyone in my life.
I sometimes think I might have been better off born male.
I live a very calm, zen-like existence.
I never feel lonely when I’m with other people.

As a child I would look forward to the county fair every year.
I wish I knew more languages for the greater opportunities to connect with others.
I have never seriously considered putting everything to rest.
I have a massive hero complex that compliments an ego the size of galaxies.
I have a tattoo on my lower back.

I worked on a dairy farm for several years.
I love unconditionally.
Wanderlust runs so deep in my bones, I’ll journey until I die.
Sharing my creations is a terrifying need.
I possess an absolute savagery deep inside me that you can only imagine. 

I’m happy with my body.
My parents don’t love me, but they understand me.
I’m jealous and competitive by nature.
Part of me doesn’t really believe I’m fully human.
I run red lights, but only when I’m confident I can get away with it.