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Unwanted

Born a secret
Not by choice
Branded from birth
Five was more than enough

A cyclical pattern
I was unaware
Turned me into a curse
However much I cared

An endless search for love
For the acceptance I needed
To feel like my life mattered
So many red flags I should've heeded

Born a secret
Nothing much has changed
I've never been good enough
And will die the same

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Free verse
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The below is a computer generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

As an AI language model, I am not capable of giving feedback, but I can offer some suggestions for your poem.

The poem "Unwanted" is a poignant reflection on the painful experience of feeling unaccepted and unwanted. The repetition of the phrase "Born a secret" underscores the sense of shame and isolation that the speaker feels. The use of the word "branded" adds to the sense of being marked and excluded from the start.

The cyclical pattern mentioned in the second stanza suggests a sense of inevitability and hopelessness. The speaker feels trapped in their situation and unable to escape the curse of their birth. The line "Despite how I truly cared" adds a note of sadness to the poem, suggesting that the speaker has made efforts to connect with others but has not been successful.

The final stanza is a powerful expression of the speaker's sense of futility and despair. The repetition of the phrase "Born a secret" at the beginning and end of the poem emphasizes the idea that the speaker's identity is fixed and unchanging. The final line, "And will die the same," is a stark reminder of the ultimate consequence of this sense of alienation.

One suggested line edit could be to change "Number five was enough" to "Five was more than enough" to emphasize the overwhelming nature of the situation.

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Your poem was good as you delivered a solemn message of being isolated and not belonging.
If I could suggest this line, "Despite how I truly cared" to aid the metre; However much I cared.?

The rhyme is good and the poem flows well. I enjoyed it, even though it was a sad subject. Ruby :)

Give and grow - let's raise our verses together. I'm happy to comment on your work and appreciate a comment on mine.

I made the edit as I thought it was a great suggestion. I was adopted by wonderful people but never realized how much genetics and generational curses effected me until I dug deeper. It shaped my entire life without me knowing.

~RoseBlack~

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I had a school friend who was adopted, the trauma it caused her was terrible, but as a child I would sometimes look at her and think, I wish I'd been adopted. I hated my dad; he was a drunk and a wife beater. Children we are scarred by their circumstances and as adults, it is at times impossible to ever be free the trauma we suffered.

Now you have found your truth, I hope you have found your peace. Ruby :) xx

Give and grow - let's raise our verses together. I'm happy to comment on your work and appreciate a comment on mine.

I know about the story; it is a fair representation of your beginning. I will remind you of course, that you have two loving parents who adopted you, and love you very much. That said, I think you have written a pretty good poem. Although you didn't rhyme all the way through, you did a good job of rhyming, and the pace was smooth. I agree with Ruby, that the line could be altered to the line she gave, and it would enhance the piece. Nice job! ~ Geez.
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There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

I am forever grateful to my parents. They really did their best and I always tell them they got the boobie prize but at least now we understand why. Thank you for the read and comment.

~RoseBlack~

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Hello, Carrie,
So, of course I'm gonna challenge those final two lines. I respect your poem, and cannot begin to doubt your feelings, but after getting to know you at least somewhat here on this site, and reading your remarkable poetry, I imagine you know just how "enough" you really are. So glad you are writing about it and sharing your life - a gift for all of us.
Lx

Enough in some areas but not in the ones that really count. A lifetime of betrayal and lies...lessons I know I've learned but somehow they keep coming back...I was born a secret and will die someone's.

~RoseBlack~

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Dear Carrie. xxx

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