Not to be Ridiculed

July 7, 2013
Ridiculed like a child,
A flower bending to the wind
Is all that ever comes
From fighting with you
It’s a lose situation
You tangle me in sticky arguments
You’re the spider to my web
Ready to suck my side dead
I try to wiggle my way out,
But just tighten the noose around my neck
At one point I stopped struggling
Let you drain my opinions out
But now I am fighting back
I don’t care what you have to cry about
I am no longer a child,
There’s no reason to sit and be scolded
I am not a piece of clay
For you to mold
I have become my own person,
I have gotten this far without your help
So don’t you try to teach me how I should be
If you haven’t noticed
I follow no rules,
Not society’s, or parents
I have my own experience
That have led me this far
I won’t be torn apart
By arrows formed from words
Or your double edged swords.

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bigard said...
Aug. 23, 2013 at 12:20 am
i really love the concept of this poem and i think so many people can relate to what your trying to portray...i felt like the last two lines was kinda a let down of an ending for me in my opinion
tori-gurl replied...
Aug. 28, 2013 at 5:52 pm
Thank you so much for your comments! I will definitely try to fix the end :) I didnt really know where to go with it, so I think I just gave up :P but i will definitely be revising this one :) Thanks again!
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