Stuck.
I'm stuck between society's expectations
and my own humane limitations
I'm stuck between my choice
and their overruling voice
I'm stuck between what i want
and what they want for me
I'm stuck between making them proud
and what i really want for me
Stuck.
I'm stuck between my self,
between mind and soul.
Stuck whether i should listen,
Or to go chasing after my dreams.
I'm stuck from both sides,
and I'll be crushed in between....
I'm Stuck.
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 20th, 2025 08:18
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm Stuck and It's killing me, all those who know ain't helping me, I'm stuck in a hole and i can't get out, no one comes to help no matter how loud i shout. Im trully, im really, im honestly so so stuck.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
A poignant write over the very relatable pressures many feel, doing what everyone says and expects you to do or doing what you actually what to do , Nicely expressed and written
I hear the dilemma in this poem of being oneself and what others want. One can not live for others like a bird with clipped wings it sings but can not fly. In a cage fed and protected it is safe but not itself. Making that choice to fly means taking the responsibility of caring for oneself and all the dangers involved. A tough message in this poem that calls out to many. Raw and with some rhyme it needs to fly to become happy. Some birds return to their cages after being freed.
But how does one simply defy the unsaid rules and expect still be happy knowing no'ones proud of me?
Only by being truly proud of oneself. A hard but doable task.
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