A Life That is Mine

It's just a poem about our current society that I really relate too. Enjoy

I’ve worn a mask, as so many do

Put it on my face acting proud and glad

But really feeling sad and alone

You see the mask expresses what you desire

And hides what is true 

Which is You

You see, a face that is original is rare

It is hard to find behind glass and lights

it’s even more difficult to see in all the spotlights,

but when it’s found it’s a beautiful sight.

For what is true brings out the real light

An expression that is special and unique isn’t manufactured

It is something that comes from within

It is something that can not be painted or recreated

For that expression is true

Because it came from within you

Walls are built up inside

They’re created to ensnare our mind

To trap what is original, special, unique

And disguise it as insignificant, generic, frightening, ugly

The saddest part is,

We believe it.

The lies that are fed into our minds

From the glass and lights and people placed in spotlights!

We consume the words they spit from their mouths

Devour the things they claim will make you whole and replace what they stole!

But we take it anyway, 

Breath it in and obey what they say

We accept and ignore what they have stolen from us

Give to them with nothing in return,

Except for entertainment that will last for 1 to 2 years

Face it.

We say were unique, individual, but really 

we all follow the same damn rule

Don’t speak up unless you know you can win

Usually that is when you have people behind you

Supporting you 

Embracing you.

Telling you, “You've got this”

Me,

All I got is a family and an old laptop.

I’ve got my notebooks but they have seemed to turned on me

People I called close friend have too.

While other adults just turn their heads.

Trust me, I know that’s happened to you

You see, that’s where those walls come in

They hide the so called, imperfections an ugliness

They tend to keep them deep within

So I’ve got news for you.

I’m just as ugly, just as imperfect inside as you believe you are

I’ve put on masks to please my friends 

Built up walls to protect me, and the world from what I saw as ugly

I’ve done many things I regret, 

Most aren't the same as you,

But I do know one thing, and that is you are not alone.

This topic isn’t one people like to talk about

It’s always been in the back of our minds

No one has had the guts to say it

So here I go, I’m spilling mine.

I don’t want to be trapped in a world full of masks, glass and lights

I want a life I can call mine, and not some person who I created 

An idol I aspire to be, when I was created to be just me

This life I want is unplanned, unpredictable

Filled with dark roads, mountains and valleys

Roads that I will have to choose with no guide

At least I can call it mine!

I’m unsure of where I will go, who I will meet and what lies ahead,

But I do know that I’m original, special, unique, wanted and seen

As are you…

If only you’d believe

Author's Note

If there is grammar problems go easy on me. This is my first time. But please feel free to critic me and give me feedback on the poem. Let me know how it made you feel.

Reviews

[Crowley]

It is a travesty that so many feel this way. Its great to bring it to light and not only that to put it into a format that shows how you deal with struggles you may have and how every life has those spotlights. Great job, enjoyed this.