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DIFFERENTIABLE [poem]

billy5772

SENIOR
This is my second poem. I hope you all like it! If you do, check out another poem by me called: Woe of the Schizo

DIFFERENTIATIABLE

Feigned acceptance of truths discovered by others
Deliverance from ignorance through conformity to a lie which smothers

Loss of self in self-lessness
Trying to give life sense with feverish restlessness

Am I a product of my life or is it a product of me?
Are there things that make me who I am, but that I cannot see?

I need to differentiate between who I am and who I pretend to be
But what happens when different things they cease to be?

I am a child
I am a boy

I am a Pokemon trainer?

I suppose it’s all I should be, all I could be
I wish I were an individual and someone understood me

To break the mold is to cross a border, lined
On this side, certainty
On the other, chaos defined

When life offers you lemons, can you make facial cream?​
 

SpaceFlare

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Quite good. I liked it. Although the choice of words could've been changed to make the lines more lyrical.
 

billy5772

SENIOR
Thanks. How about that last line?
 

billy5772

SENIOR
Yeah, with the risk of spoiling the joy of interpretation for subsequent reviewers, I will say...wait, SPOILER TAGS!

[SPOIL]The last line is to say that anyone can make lemonade when given lemons just as anyone and almost everyone in the narrator's position seems to become a pokemon trainer. The narrator is trying to deviate from the norm, though. Trying to create something totally different of his life, no matter what materials life has given him to work with. That's what it is to be an individual.[/SPOIL]
 

Negrek

Lost but Seeking
When life offers you lemons, can you make facial cream?
You can, I think--provided you have a few other ingredients.

The long words in the beginning are rather awkward--try reading the second line aloud; you have to almost rap it to get it to have any sort of rhythm without tripping over syllables.

...overall this seems to me more like a song than a poem. I did enjoy it, though. Probably because it didn't seem all that much like a poem. ^^;
 

billy5772

SENIOR
Thanks for the insight, Negrek. I'm still new at this poem business. I'll try saying them outloud before I post them.

And thanks for the review, RR. Yeah, that's what I was trying to say.
 
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