PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Stuck (Confined)


 

Locked-up in my own subconscious

Second guessing every thought,

Every step is expected to be a mistake.

 

Worried about the opinions of others

I destroy any chances of being an individual.

Started to fall in line with this cookie-cutter world.

Meeting the expectations of those people who

Made none for me

 

Chained down by the fear of standing out

And being judged or made fun of.

Refusing to participate in my own life,

Thinking that is the “cool” thing to do,

I prevent any opportunity of showing just

How smart I really am.

 

Confined in the exact cycle that

Other young men with my complexion find themselves in

Sooner than later.

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

davis305bran

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (1)

davis305bran
<p>Needes work, but is a good enough start. the next level is something that is worth striving for, so know that our work should always have room for improvement.</p>

Log in to leave a comment.