Part 2: Hypocrisy

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by Jiehyonsjournal

by Jiehyonsjournal

(Updated!)

Being a girl in this multifaceted world is so convoluting
Everything just seems to be contradicting

'You should be pretty' they say
Look decent and men will think you're their prey

Put on make up and you're a slut
But if you're ugly they call you a mut

I could never understand society
They push girls to the verge of their sanity

Women are so powerful and it kills us to think that we are not good enough
Men will always make it about themselves and say "Oh, we, too, have had it rough"

Us, girls, we're all so extraordinary but somehow we're always wrong
We face straight up prejudice and we're forced to stay strong

We need to be thin but if we're a little too thin we're unhealthy
If we're not healthy then does that mean we're un-pretty?

I put on make up to feel confident
But when I'm confident I'm a whore?

I just don't understand.

We have to be grateful all the damn time
And we can't complain for it is a crime?

The more we express ourselves the more we become vulnerable
They take advantage of this and incapacitate us

We try to be acceptable only for us to be abused
The stereotypes on women is stifling, it's so tiring to always be subdued

Women can lead but they're always put one step behind
We try to voice that out, they say "Are you out of your mind? "

We have to be ourselves but it's so hard to be authentic
It's so hard to breathe when society's standard for women is unrealistic

Men can lead, but women can't be bossy
They system is rigged and yet we're told to play along to their messed up fantasy

They tell us to never be out of line
We bleed in front of them just to say "I'm fine"

We ties ourselves to knots but it turns out we're still at fault

It just doesn't make sense

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I hated how me and her were so different.
We were like parallel worlds.
But I realized the more she tries to be the perfect girl for society, the more she deteriorates.
She can stand tall but society will always shoot her down.
She comes home exhausted and when she looks in the mirror all she sees is me again.

Maybe she doesn't want to be her after all.
Maybe she just wants to stay inside and be me.
Just ordinary me.
Maybe deep inside she is also an insecure little girl.

But then again, it's just a secret between me, the mirror, and her.

-Inspired by the Barbie movie-

P.S I was not generalizing when I made comments about men. I've had good male friends. I was just referring to the specific kind of men who are a menace to girls and women. :)