unrealisticexpectations
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Wake up
Get dressed
Boobs out
Makeup on
Go out
Fake smile
Fake teeth
Fake pictures
Fake pop-stars
Fake world
Go home
Look in the mirror
The women, who face persecution still
With paychecks that won’t fill the bill
What about the others
The internment camp group
Japanese who were captured and colored
As terrorists and
Worse communists
If I could change one thing
I would change the locks on my sister's eyes
so that she wouldn't see the air-brushed women on the cover of magazienes.
I would bar her ears from the kids at school
She hated herself for what she’d become:
all alone with no one to talk to.
She didn’t know why
no one liked her. She couldn’t
understand what made her
different
I watched as paul bearers wound you six feet under ground and sprinkled dirt on your pine box?
Where are you going, was it by choice or by chance or did time just run out on your life’s clock?
If I could change anything huh?
I always think to myself money.
Money money money.
We as people run off of money.
It's practically our caffeine.
I sit here now, writing about money because I need money.
Bigot
Closed Minded
Delusional
Judgemental
Hatred
I have been told that this would happen,
but why?
Other people before us has
Day to day we’re always told that we need to be
the utmost best we can be; to shine brighter than
the last and burn with more intensity. Flames
blazing and creeping up the walls. Any higher
