self denial

i feel the grip of anger get hold of me whenever i cant achieve what society expects from me

i hear a hundred voices shouting to my conscious from the underneath

my abilities an capabilities are washed by what other people think

and i accept,let everything they say be,im stupid thats what my self see

i try to survive in being and although i do suicide have be committed inside me

potential washed from the shores of my thoughts to the deep sea

everything that i can do and that i cant do i consider it a deadly sin

i have denied the being the soul in me an let them all press any key in my life on my very own will

like a mouse they hold controls me

they will defines me

they rights judges my will

they strengths points my weakness

and their success questions my skills

and all that makes them define me and i allowed them cause i cant still accept me

i cant accept that im that shy dude from the street who dad cant pay electricity bills so i have to wish i was will son

cause my brother does the gang banging i have to loose some......(to be continued)

This poem is about: 
Me

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