Questioning

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By Disruptive Silence

Everything I do Am i doing it because of me Or is it because you want me to Am i just trying to be what you want me to be? Does what i say count any more? Is it even possible to make my own desicions? How do i decide which door? When every knob i turn raises guns? I want to be like other people i see But why is that When i want to be seperate and not copy? What do i do when it is my turn to bat? Do i coward away and leave my team Or do i satisfy everyone Why do i have to swim upstream? Can i just once pretend my life was fiction?

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October 3, 2010 01:48Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*

This is really good. i like it. Nicely done(: Keep up the good work(: