Was That A Question? Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No one should live feeling obligated,
To assumptions, decisions or opinions given...
By others to make,
As to how they should live their own life.
With a willingness to appease and please,
Insecurities of others.
This map one gets and follows,
Can only lead one to emotional disaster.
And those who have done that,
To discover their movements...
Restricted by this dependency,
Slowly grow up after a fast aging process...
Knowing,
What they have allowed with a consciousness...
That gave another or others permission to interfere,
With an opening their ears to give undivided attention...
Leaves a void no one can fill,
That remains empty yet connects...
To someone else's wants and wishes sealed and left,
As is to stay that way on a permanent basis.

'You just can not be 'that' happy.
Living by yourself and making your own decisions.
With no one to approve or disapprove,
Every move you make.'

~Was that a question?
Let me know if that was a question or a statement.
Made to yourself with a hope I agree.
Or...
Perhaps a thought,
You had not expected me to overhear.
Because I am clearly not the one,
Your question or statement refers to.~

'I was just thinking 'hypothetically' out loud.'

~Oh.
Well,
By all means continue.
I wont be the one to interrupt your hypothetics.~