Society is stupid
and fake
and unfair.
Am I seriously a social outcast
because my hair is brown
my eyes are brown
I'm a size 4?
And my other poetic friends,
they are goth
and emo
and they don't smile'
because they are always sad.
And you cast them away?
Faking your life is crappy
so hard
a real work of art,
because you didn't get that
mascara
those heels
that tank top?
"That girl is fat"
Leave her alone,
her dad just died.
"She is so ugly"
Leave her alone,
she's more beautiful in ways that you will never be.
Do yourself a favor to society
and don't say anything at all
your head might explode from all of that hot air.
YOU ARE READING
The way (poems about love and loss)
Poesíapoetry collection about losing important stuff and loving with all your heart