There you are
lost and wandering
chasing something
with a mixture of painful
feelings of resentment
willingness and anxiety
Piercing you abruptly
without hesitation
trying to mold you into
your own negation
And even though
it hurts like a thousand screams
you squeeze yourself
to fit their mold of approval
and it goes for hundreds
of cycles of sunrises
and sunsets
trying to remind you
that you don’t need to do it
But you do it anyway
with eyes wide open
knowing that it’s a game they play
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