Soul
Everyone says
that eyes
are the window to the soul
and in your case
that is the truth
they showcase your nasty nature
and grimy mind
they
dissect me from head to toe
not even hiding the blatant gaze
that is glued onto my body
eyes that strip
the clothes off of me
and put me in their
disgusting fantasies
your hands
don't even
have to touch my skin
for me to feel
violated
they don't care
about the fierce flame
that lurks behind my steely gaze
the genuine love
that lives in my soul
or the words flowing
and beautifully connecting
creating a story in my mind
No
All they care about
is the superficial
about how large my ass is
how small my gut is
or how well my boobs bounce
they only want me for my looks
and don't even bother with
what I truly love and stand up for
in life
but in the end
I am a human
I demand respect
and I will not be treated
with anything less
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Hey guys!
I know I know I've written a lot about eyes lately but they're extremely fascinating once you realize it...
recently I've had many people treat me strangely and objectify me as if I'm only there for their convenience
I AM TOO YOUNG TO BE OBJECTIFIED
this society has gone too shit so stay safe my lovely and if you ever have this happen to you don't think twice about standing up for yourself
425 reads 115 votes#527 in poetry on July 9th 2017
until next time
bye my lovely's
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Meraki
PoetryWARNING: slightly/extremely cringy poems I wrote in 7th and 8th grade so be prepared let the notes carry you away to a far away land where your thoughts can stray keep your head above the water, even when you feel like drowning depressing, happy, a...
