more to life

I’m split apart

Breaking from the middle

Obligations

Expectations

My life is a riddle

The lines are blurred

Between wrong and right

Tell me to face my fears

But I always choose flight

I’m cracking, breaking

Falling to pieces

You can see it in my face

All the bruises and creases

People keep asking me

Why I choose to struggle

Why I keep going with

All my problems to juggle

I don’t think they understand that

This life has so much more

It’s not about who you are

It’s about who you’re living for

Author's Note

Is it a rap? Is it a poem? Is it just me rambling? I have no idea.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Not seeing this as rap, since there isn't a pronounced sense of wordplay, such as rhyme, rhythm, alliteration, & so on. But your message is very strong & strongly-stated. I get the idea that this narrator is saying -- don't look at my down-and-out life & jump to the conclusion that I'm a loser. This happens to people all the time. People avoid people who are down-and-out, as if its contagious. Your poem feels honest & organic about how these things can feel to a person (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Einstein Noodle]

interesting ...i certainly feel the struggle and the juggle in your lines .. ;) a bit of a turn in closing .. living more selflessly, for others, is sound wisdom .. but i feel your protagonist may be discounting the value of self ... we have to know ourselves first .. truly love ourselves first .. then we truly can love others .. as to your note ... if you stick around here and read read read .. you will learn, learn learn ;) every style is represented here .. and the tools of poetry used .. if you have a desire .. and look for them .. you will equip yourself more fully to pick and choose what form, style etc. to express a theme. There are also free on line classes we can take ... very helpful!! welcome to the Cafe'
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