Society

We are broken people

Beaten by society

We are torn to the flesh from worn out dreams

We are born to be a paper cut out

Molded and formed by society

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

thelastplasmabender

8 years ago

pretty powerful for such a little poem

maggiemoran16

8 years ago

I'm working on  making it longer that's just the start

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