Living For Your Own

Lately I've been contemplating,
Why try to live up to others expectations?
Besides people now-a-days are just a mess,
They tell others I'm a failure, but in my face, they say I'm a success,
But I always strive for consistency,
Stick with the good, don't let the bad get to me,
"Keep on striving", that's what people keep telling me,
I can conquer all as long as I stay strong mentally,
Only problem is, I've followed everyones advice but God's,
And without prayer, times will get hard,
I use to have family, but now it's as if I'm all alone,
Spending countless hours writing poems on my Iphone,
I share love with my family whenever I'm home,
If only they felt the same way when I'm gone,
They say secrets don't make friends, but friends make secrets,
I'd rather be the one sharing, then the one lying beneath it,
Everyone surrounding me is trying to screw me,
Aren't they quite the character? Like actors in a movie,
So I guess it's bye-bye to society,
I've tried to hang on, but these niggas keep on trying me,
So don't come up to me thinking I'm on some other shit,
It's that I can't be happy with the people I be fucking with,
My advice is to take everyone's expectations and throw them away,
If you can go to bed knowing that you've made the right choise, then call it a successful day.

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