Our society,
It's so judgemental,
And so disgusting.
The standards it has,
They're absolutely ridiculous,
And damn near impossible to achieve,
That is unless you're filthy rich.
My god,
The expectations:
Acne free skin,
Brilliantly white and straight teeth,
Perfectly done hair and makeup,
Large breasts,
Large butt,
Flat stomach,
Long legs,
Thigh gap,
And so on.
They say if you don't have these,
Then you're weird,
And that you don't fit in.
Hell, if I have to do this,
I'll willingly stand out.
I suit nobody but myself.
Call me what you like,
I don't care.
I refuse to fit in
To a terrible society.
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Little Writings From A Little Person
PoesíaThis is a collection of little writings and poems that I've written. They range in any subject possible. I just write whenever I'm bored, so I've decided to share them with people other than my close friends. I hope you like them. ❤
