Conformity and Confusion

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97217
United States
45° 35' 27.1428" N, 122° 41' 35.412" W

Sometimes I feel like the destroyer
Sometimes I think that I create
A horrible whirlwind nightmare
That whisks everything away
What's more important?
To be right or wrong
To exist in a world where I can't be myself?
Should I give in to these demands?
The longer I live the more I see
That the only way to exist is conformity

It's hard to be an individual
No matter what the media may preach
Being yourself is not a good thing
No one will praise you for your differences
People accept what they know and reject what they don't
It seems that's the way of the world
I can scream and kick all I want
But that doesn't make friends
But that isn't a life
If I want my life to be easy I should give in
If I want my life to be hard I should stand
Few people will stay beside me
Happiness will not be the end

Right now all I can feel is the hurt inside
That makes my stomach twist into knots
I question myself, what have I become?
I discover there is few people I can trust
Everyone talks, nothing is sacred
Friendships mean little, when nothing is kept
No one is with me, everyone is against
Disillusioned I take a step back
There is only one way to live in the world
I must give in and accept

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