
She was not forced into life decisions
She was given choices
Choices that confused her
So she ended up with what was chosen for her
Now she’s left alone with her thoughts
The innocence of her soul now rots
Making her scream as she connects the dots
But admit defeat she won’t do
Ignoring the bile that they spew
In stubborn form she pushes right through
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The character in the poem seems imprisoned in a world of causality.
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Yes
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Honesty is liberating
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This speaks to a modern day phenomenon of being overwhelmed with choice. It’s paralyzing, it can cause anxiety. We’re made to feel like choice is the best thing for us, but that’s not always true.
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I agree. It’s what I felt like growing up
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