Description: Something I wrote awhile ago, when I was really upset with my parents, for holding me back from something I love.
A Strangled Generation -------------------------------------------
Since my very days began
My head was filled and that their plan?
Striving for something too hard,
The point which has been pressed,
Until my very soul is reviled from it
Making my very being want to run from it.
For when they are loosed, are they any tamer?
No, yet they seem wilder
Grasping for the freedom that they never had,
Which is in fact quite sad.
I know not what else to add,
For what more can be said?
My generation is strangled,
Struggling for the freedom that our human nature desired.
Grasping for freedom,
As a fish out of water gasps for air.
Um...wow...that was a totally awsome poem Aang ! That is if this is a fictional peice. I can't really find much of anything wrong with this peice. I could even feel your emotions quiet well.
Aang...if this piece isn't fictional you know where to find me if you ever need someone to talk to.
Submission Name: A Strangled Generation
! That is if this is a fictional peice. I can't really find much of anything wrong with this peice. I could even feel your emotions quiet well.