It's sick.
The way we get away with things.
It's sick.
The things that seem okay.
It's barbaric.
The things we do to others.
It's barbaric.
The way they make it seem okay.
It's twisted.
The way we sell our bodies.
It's twisted.
The way that people actually pay.
It's horrible.
That wearing no clothes equals more.
It's horrible.
The way that is advertised to be okay.
It's unexplainable.
That sex and drugs are "good" for you.
It's unexplainable.
The way that people buy into it.
It's society, the people,
The way it's all "okay."
They say they are against it,
But yet, all they do us promote it.
There are no role models in such a world.
Only the pure hearted.
But they are hard to find.
For even if you find them,
They might already be corrupted.
~a.k.
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So this is more of an opinionated poem, but I've been in a very opinionated mood. Long story short, some smoking stuff that I didn't agree with went down and I just began to think... Society makes it okay to do so many bad things. I just kind of needed to rant/vent about things and this poem pretty much does it..
Anyways, I hope you still liked the poem. Tell me what you think in comments.
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