Poor Life Choices

Trapped by my calculated decisions. 

Boxed in by flawed plans of my own visions. 

Lost in a maze of lies and deceptions.

Led  by my very own misconceptions. 

My success a lonely tower of greed.

My shackles things I lusted but don’t need.

Wrapped in chains of my own indecisions.

Locked by my dreams in need of revisions .

Misled by those entrusted to advise. 

On a journey leading to my demise.

Jaded by idols I was told to adore. 

Shown to be hypocrites and nothing more.

A third of the way down my lonely path

All that I can do to not cry is laugh

Reviews

[Cindy Marietta]

This was super good, the rhyming actually fit really well with the rest of the poem, which is awesome. This is super relatable too..haha I dig it banana

[SteveTarasev]

Thanks. If you liked this please read some my other writing. Curious if you have any thing to say about it. I see you missed the disclaimer though. Not actually a banana.

[Gabby Nieves]

I think this just became my new favorite poem. wow. Thank you for sharing this