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When I was small, Mommy said sit. I sat.
Daddy said, study. I studied.
I did exactly as I was told
Days, Weeks, Months, and Years go by
I was a trained puppet that could never get things right
I was never smart enough, never good enough, I wasn't enough
Frustrated, something inside of me changed
I wanted to rebel, I wanted to be say no, I wanted to be me
Stuck in my ways, I torture myself just like my parents
You're not good enough! You're so dumb!
I tell myself when I make a mistake
How harshly we judge ourselves because others judge us
Many more years pass by
I realized, no. No, this isn't me. It isn't who I want to be.
I am a product of what my parents want.
I am the end result of what society chewed up and had spit out.
But no, I refuse to let this be me.
I shall find my own way
I want to be myself without rules, without society, without you
Who am I truely?
It's all gone, the possibility of knowing is long gone
The moment I was born, I raised a certain way
I was taught certain things, taught certain skills
I was taught what "good" and "bad" was
Everything that I know, down to the very words I speak
It is all the things used to train me, used to make me a part of you
But it wasn't what I've choosen for myself, I didn't have choice
Who am I? You are you? Who are they?
We are all the same.
Searching for what we can't find
Because we are simply a product of our environment
We are who they tell us who we are
So dare you say you're different?
So dare you say you're better?
So dare you look down upon someone else?
So dare you say you are who you want to be?
Even your ideas, your wants, your likes
It is all given to you by the system
The puppet training is so deep
You cannot break free
Thus, be kind, be easy, be sympathetic
We are all so much alike, so many but all one kind
I will not judge you, because how can I judge myself
How can I use ideas that are made up by everyone else
And say that you are wrong.
How can I judge you based on standards that the world says we must follow. What if the world is wrong?
I like this. It's kinda how I feel sometimes. Nice way of putting ur wrds out.
thank you ladies!
thank you ladies!
It's very true. However, if you think about it, most parents raised their children up to become someone that will be successful and to not be not like them. Perhaps, they are too cautious, therefore it messes up the definition of love and the acceptance of society.
Very true and a great poem you have written.
I can really relate to it.

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<3 it. If any body feel this way they should break away from it. It is a like habit, you just got to slowly let it go. =) And I do believe many people just end up working and paying bills after their education. -Sigh- How boring.
Oh wow, I applaud.
Beautifully written.
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WOW Very Nice.. such a deep thought you have there.....
-Compromise to please others is not as good as integrity that annoys others. Rather than be praised without being good, it is better to be slandered without being bad. --- Huanchu