Content Poem by Janice Harris

I am content to live as my parents did
Maybe I'll find a job, get married, raise some kids
Don't test the status quo
That might tilt the boat
Why strive for more
Who are you trying to be better than?
Broad horizons, that's not true
My mind keeps me trapped
Airtight like an igloo
Boundaries, boundaries, all around
Don't try to break them
Venture outside those lines
Those lines were drawn for a reason
Who am I to cross?
Until I decide to erase the lines
Venture to the other side
I'll be content to live as my parents did
Airtight like an igloo
Trapped in my mind
Not caring to venture aside those boundary lines
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