Doing The Expected Poem by Crimson Love
Doing The Expected
Living a life of judgement is hard on the soul,
Being what others expect, and expecting Nothing more for yourself,
You excel in everything, That you don't want to do,
A puppeteer taking control of the Strings of your life, you're merely a puppet, Thats getting pulled in the direction expected,
Never able to pull away, wishing to live a life thats just your own,
Your on this stage called life, You do what your told.
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4/19/2024 4:06:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As the anger rises, the crimson red unfolds. Sometimes one is not to accept the truth for what it is. And they try change it. Sometimes they succeed. Sometimes they cave and give up. A surrendering of the soul. A abandoned world. Where the darkness will rule. And common suffering will reign till some one stands up. Theirs always a puppeteer. Just cut the strings to be free. A great poem, thanks for the inspiration.