I'm a Conformist

Am I a conformist? Sure.
I've conformed to a lot of things, for example
I've conformed to Walmart and, on occasion, American Eagle.
Let's face it, Walmart is the only store that sells clothes
That will willingly conform to my body.
I've also conformed to Sonomas at 4 dollars a pack
Because Camel No. 9's are too expensive to conform to on a daily basis.
When I was in my early teens I conformed to nonconformists,
And to let everyone know of my decision, I conformed to Hot Topic.
That was a very short lived conformity.
My mom told me she was Republican so I conformed to that.
Then my dad told me he was a Democrat so I re-conformed to that
Then I realized I didn't have a clue what was going on,
On either side so I conformed to not caring
I tried to conform to football once
Then decided I don't even like football
So after that I tried to conform to golf
But that just made me conform to cussing too much
Finally I conformed to a fat man's sport
So now I conform to the shirts of my bowling team
The colors of conformity, which we bought at Walmart
I conformed to fast food for awhile, but that made me sick
Not disgusted. Just made my stomach conform to being physically ill
Thrice I've tried conforming to chocolate.
I'm not sure how you chocolate conformists can do it.
All hail Vanilla.
And just between you and me, I also conformed to peanut butter
I conformed to rap, rock, blues, jazz, big band
Probably just easier to say that I've conformed to music
Granted I'm still on the fence about a select few genres
Maybe someday, country, but not today.
I conformed to etiquette. Not to say I never was
But I've heard stories of my early childhood
When my little fists often conformed
To my siblings' friends' testicles
Needless to say, I've changed my outlook on that conformity
So I guess the big picture here is simple
I've conformed to conforming
And now that this poem is finished
I think I'll go conform to sleeping.
Good night.