The lovely thing about life, about society
Is that women are always at fault.
Now I'm not saying all women are beautiful roses delicately spritzed with the exact amount of water that lies perfectly on each soft petal.
Some women lie, steal, cheat, rape, murder, etc.
This is for my fellow normal everyday women who are put to certain standards and then torn apart if they follow them.
You've had sex? Slut
No sex? Prude.
You like art? Pretentious.
You don't? Too stupid to understand it.
You like music? Name one song by, insert boring white male band from the 80's.
You like to party? Too Loose.
You don't? What an emo.
You wear make up? So fake.
You don't? How conceited.
You like to show off skin? Whore.
You cover up? Whatever grandma.
We will never win. No matter what you do, wear, say, eat, drink, think, believe (or dont), someone will always criticize you. So do whatever you want and be happy that your parents made you exactly the way you are. Darling, you are so perfect exactly the way you are. So live your life the way you want so you can say you lived a good life to your grandbabies some day. Don't let anyone tell you how to live, how to exist, how to be you
YOU ARE READING
empty nights
Poetrythis is what's really happening behind your bedroom door, what you feel but can't express without being seen as strange. don't worry, cause darlin I'm a mess too.
