Would You Poem by Gayle C. Whiting

Where did you come from? How did this come to be? I thought the barrier was
impenetrable. I guess I was wrong. My mind I can't seem to control, the feelings
and thoughts come on their own. You cannot deny your heart or try to fool your
mind. You can lie to yourself, yet only you know the cause of your pain. To give in
is so easy, to fight is so hard. Which do you choose? If your life was your own
what would you do? Would it be the same, would you rage against the machine or
conform to society's twisted version of a normal life?