You may think you are a person
But actually, you are not.
A robot formed by society,
A dull and lifeless bot.
You may think you have your choices
Which color and shape to choose.
You really can't change anything,
Except your style of shoes.
All we are are bullied puppets
Pre-programmed and a waste of space.
Living, dying, breathing here
And stuck to exist in this place.
YOU ARE READING
From A Flower [#Wattys2016]
PoesieAnother collection of poems by a girl living in a messed up world.