The internet is hypocritical
Every little thing is so political
There's nothing I can say
That wouldn't ruin someone's day
The internet's overly critical
The line of reasoning's just cyclical
But there's nothing we can do
To change its points of view
No one quite knows what the problem is with the internet
Probably because we are the problem itself
Some people preach
That beauty's out of reach
While others teach
That you're beautiful
In their speech
Some people laugh
And some people cry
And some people write how unlucky they are
Some people find
That some words are worse
Than anything could describe
Some people say
That it's not okay
To be a certain way
But then turn around and tear things apart
And that's something of which
I want no part
Because in my heart
It's not worth it
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Pinto Lesbeans
PoetryMore angsty poetry about my issues and stuff. Also possibly some very vague poems either about friendship problems or relationships. Have fun! This book falls in line with a series of poetry books I have created. The first one is How to be a Bisexua...
