Society

Society

Society is destructive.
It bends our minds to it’s will
And makes us dance like puppets on strings.
It makes a young girl starve herself
To appease others but never herself.
It makes a boy hide who he really is,
Cower behind a façade of machismo
While he shares his dreams with no one
Yet dreams on.
It makes a girl take a blade and press it to her skin,
Because the pain she causes herself is better
Than society’s pressure to fit in.
It makes a poet hide her words
Until her imagination runs dry,
It makes an actor forget his skill
For fear of being called names,
It makes a genius fail test after test
So she won’t stand apart,
It makes a singer sew shut her lips
And never spring forth in song again.
It piles pressure on our backs
Til we crave giving in.
It stops our thoughts
And blocks our hearts,
Makes us turn cold towards our fellow man.
It makes a group of girls shun another
Because of how she looks, acts, speaks.
It makes someone listen to the same shit,
Wear the same shit,
Talk the same shit,
Think the same shit,
As everyone else.
It turns us into clones.
But who wants a billion people
Just like you?