What do I do now?
My shackles are unlocked
left to live what they call life
confused and alone
No bars except those I impose on myself
Knowing what it means to struggle
an expert on aches and pains
that infect mind body and soul
I'm told that it is my turn
to take hold of the leash
that has led my life thus far
No hints to help me find my way
or explanations of right and wrong
just me
and the intimidating world
Am I expected to survive?
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 2:55 PM UTC
What do I do now?
My shackles are unlocked
left to live what they call life
confused and alone
No bars except those I impose on myself
Knowing what it means to struggle
an expert on aches and pains
that infect mind body and soul
I'm told that it is my turn
to take hold of the leash
that has led my life thus far
No hints to help me find my way
or explanations of right and wrong
just me
and the intimidating world
Am I expected to survive?
I wrote this shortly before I graduated High School. It's not one of my favorites but I feel like a lot of people that age can relate, no matter what circumstances you find yourself in.
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