My sense of Austerity , Is so big that it's scaring me
My lack of clothes with designer names of people big with fashion skills and fame
I'm sorry that I'm not rich , And have everything I want.
That I don't meet the criteria so I can't be near ya
Did you know that we're Animals? Literally meaning we're on the same level as dogs, our pets
We've all constructed this imagination in our brains ( Which makes me think we are on the brink of insanity )
That we are better than everyone else ,That we deserve Gucci and Chanel
I hope they find a cure soon because I believe I'm getting sucked into this fantasy , to eager to get away from this blunt reality.
No such thing as broke in this world , Yeah everything we have is out of this world
Long hair big eyes and puffy lips , Tight clothes , Big butts and 50 dollar tips
Oh and make sure your waist is small , And by the end of this hopefully you'll look like a barbie Doll.
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"Barbie Doll"-Poem
PoetryPoem about society and what are the levels we have to reach to be noticed. And even so we still get judged. BTW -I used the word "Austerity " To describe my disbelief of this and how I'm stubborn enough to stick to being myself. Hope you can relate...
