Passion, Clichés, and No Man's Land

I try to avoid being cliché

but that's my struggle

every single day.

I know I can't write

anything real

except for the feelings

that I feel.

Never different, always

the same emotion

over and over again.

I wish I could feel

anger every now and then.

I wish what I felt wasn't a trend.

I wish I was Bono

or Lennon or Dylan.

Then I would write about

what I believe in.

My lyrics would be true,

my faith behind.

My passion is my music 

and my life is inside.

But what I write,

it's all the same!

My entire life it's been this way.

And though it's my passion,

I can't escape the traps

for myself that I've made.

"Let me go, let me go," I scream.

I'm stuck in the mundane

like my worst dream.

I doubt everything I create;

it steals my passion away.

It's like war with myself

and in no man's land I lay.

When will it end? When will I make

something that I love,

something I don't hate?

When will I ditch the clichés

and embrace the truth

of who I am despite my youth?

When will I be like the men I most admire

and create something

to set hearts on fire?