I tried to be good
Listening to my parents
But I always failed
Their words filled my ears
Like a melody of truth
But I chose to stray
I wanted to please
To live up to their high hopes
But I couldn't do it
My rebellious heart
Refused to be tamed or bound
By their strict commands
I yearned to break free
To carve my own path in life
Away from their hold
They raised me with love
But their rules felt like chains
Binding me tightly
I longed to be wild
To run free in the unknown
Without their guidance
I craved adventure
To taste the forbidden fruit
And feel alive again
I tried to fit in
To be the perfect child they
Always wanted me to be
But I felt suffocated
By their constant demands
And expectations
I wanted to scream
To let out the rage within
And be myself at last
I know they mean well
And only want what's best for me
But I can't conform
I am a rebel
A free spirit that longs to soar
And break all the rules
I tried to be good
To listen to their advice
But I failed each time
I am not perfect
I am flawed and full of faults
But I am still me
So I'll keep on trying
To find my own way in life
And follow my heart
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Villainized
PoetryVillainized is a collection of poems that delves into my personal hell and the struggles I've faced. I am not the hero of my narrative; a minor side-character? Perhaps. The villain? Maybe. The interpretation is yours to decide.
