Identity Crisis Poem by David Semenske

Identity Crisis

Rating: 4.1


I'm dazed and confused
I'm tired of being used
It is not me that you see
It is just your fantasy
It's an identity crisis
An identity crisis

Work all day for my pay
doing it the bosses way
At night I'm a fright
Wondering if all is right
It's an identity crisis
an identity crisis

Weekends here need a beer
Gotta get out of here
On the road one my hog
Acting like a dog
It's and identity crisis
An Identity crisis

All weekend long having fun
Riding in the sun
Seeing sights that I like
While sitting on my bike
It's and Identity crisis
An identity crisis

Sunday night come
The fun is done
Sleeping in my home
Feeling like a drone
It's an Identity crisis
An identity crisis

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 23 December 2015

i rather have identity crisis than identity thief.

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Kim Barney 15 November 2016

Congratulations for having this selected as member poem of the day! I hope you find yourself soon.

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 November 2015

At night I'm a fright Wondering if all is right It's an identity crisis an identity crisis Very well you are portraying the deep concerns of an identity crisis. now naming your such feelings and identifying it as identity crisis is your great achievement. thank you dear Poet. tony

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Gajanan Mishra 16 March 2014

very fine, writing, identity crisis, I like it.

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Poppie Mira 14 April 2014

love it! ! well done.

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Tamara Beryl Latham 21 October 2018

Nicely penned poem. Thanks for sharing. :)

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Seamus O Brian 15 November 2016

I see in this the significance of the absence of what vocation occupies the subject during the week- the majority of the hours of living. The subject focuses on what happens beyond the hours of everyday labor, as if he would not be confined by the identity forced on him by the 40 hour work week. I choose to see the road not as a metaphor, but as an avenue (no pun intended) by which the subject may express his identity. He finds who he desires to be in the freedom of the road, which can be found on the weekend. Obviously, these two identities are in conflict, creating the rhythmic repetition of the identity crisis. NIcely done, and congratulations on Poet of the Day! (now, back to work for us both) NB :)

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Ratnakar Mandlik 15 November 2016

A beautifully envisioned great poem relating to almost any one, in a way or other. Heartiest congrats on it's selection as member Poem Of The Day.

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Indira Renganathan 15 November 2016

A touching emotional poem...great- 10

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M Asim Nehal 15 November 2016

Nicely written, emotions are flowing from the depth of heart, Indeed Identity Crisis..10

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