My life is a cage, against the bars I slam,
Listening as others decide who I really am.
I am not me, myself, and I
I've bade them all a cheerless good-bye
I've given in to rumors, everything that "they said",
Negativity stockpiled, overfilling my head
Until I no longer recognize my reflection
My spirit has fled, what loathsome defection!
I'm a husk, a faded painting, a memory at best
I've laid who I am down to eternal rest
In a world where society decides who we are
Fat or thin, smart or dumb, normal or superstar
From this cage there is no single escape
I sit in the corner, staring numbly, mouth agape
Completely lost from who I used to be
Yet, I've no one to blame, not anyone but me.
Originally posted at
Writerholic's Anonymous, my writing blog.