Trapped

Short poem about dissatisfaction and fear of doing something different

Still, static and unchanging
The bars are there to see.
If you look, closely
And push against the edges.

All those THINGS you were taught to strive for
And prove your very worth.
What if you reject them? What if you say no?
What if you forge a different path.

Better to stay where you are.
Don’t rock the boat, less pain, less stress.
Play the game and toe the line.
Stay nicely, in your place.