Dear society,
Do you do this on purpose?
Shoving perfection in our faces,
Causing insecurities,
Leading to the end of lives.
_____
We get it.
Sex sells,
The skinner the better,
Live in luxury.
_____
But perfection isn't possible.
Individuality will prevail.
So stop trying to force,
Ideal thoughts and images,
Down our throats.
_____
Sorry, we're all not models,
Or wealthy.
We cannot meet,
Those impossible standards.
_____
Stop filling the youths' minds
With nonsense.
Keep your harsh ideas
To yourself.
Because we don't need
Any more angels leaving
Before their time.
Sincerely, everyone who has
Been hurt by society.
-B.N
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daydreaming | nightthinking
PoetryA collection of my poems. Nothing too special or fancy, just an outlet book. Most of my poems are written out of inspiration from whatever I see throughout my day or a personal post on Tumblr. Others are written out of my raw emotions. So yeah, I ho...
