i live in a world
where bodies are judged
and hope is the bitter aftertaste
of the girls insecurities
vomiting onto
the bathroom tilei live in a world
where happiness means weakness
and being pretty is pressures
of the harsh society
choking the girls hold
on freedomi live in a world
where one is beneath another
and mothers or fathers or siblings
will abuse you
for their sickness that they
could not cure themselvesi live in a world
where sadness is ordinary
and lives are not valued
because of their normalcy
of falling before they had a chance
to truly flyi live in a world
where women are tools
and men are the puppet masters
using them for their enjoyment
because the world taught them
that they are superior than kingsi live in a world
where morals are questioned
and being true to yourself is wrong
because their standards and expectations
hurt themselves more
than the ones they critique
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fractured smiles
Poetrytears are how our heart speaks when our lips cannot describe how much we have been hurt //collection of poems//