I'm a Silver Fox

[kamirakara]

the bones of a good poem are evident but they're buried beneath the steel cage and the nailbiting blood

Exuding wounds from my biting, just this one line takes away 75% of the poems value. it feels weak, it feel very cutty, and the bite word is a repetition that doesn't help. remove anything at all that isn't needed, things like:
my plea.

the idea you have of being caught in a trap is well thought out. the last three lines worke really well because of it but area's of the poem feel a bit too glib.

Thank you so much for your feedback! The problem you are discribing is exactly what I know I'm struggling with, and I am so glad that you took the time to explain what was useless in the poem and what works! I made a new version, trying to correct some of the things you are discribing. I hope I have understood everything correctly, as English is my second language and I'm not familiar with all the terms. Feel free to read it:

Above ground, but buried
I'm biting my nails until I bleed
Trapped in a cage of steel
Let me out, let me feel

Vanity will be the death of me
Only when I pass I will be free
Nothing but a product of consumption
Who will stand with me in objection?

Euthanize me, before I'm skinned alive
I chew my hands, I will never survive
I'm not alone, what we produce appeal
I beg you, let me out, let me feel

I'm sore, I'm aching
Amputated, bones breaking

I'm a silver fox