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What is it about this word that makes people cry?
Is it how we use it to label and to judge?
And when we use it, do we know how we touch
On things deep inside our core
Worries we’d like to ignore
You’d think there’d be more
Consideration for all we do
To try and live up to this word
It puts you in a cage
As you fail to obtain
Your true identity
Your own personality
Making you a trapped bird
Who can’t fly to the sky
No matter how hard you try
You can’t break free
Of the insecurities
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And really, what does beauty mean? Signify?
Some made-up perception? Some stupid lie?
Is it a necessity?
Or is it just me?
Who doesn’t understand
Why we use it like a brand
Why can’t you extend your hand?
And accept all; no requirement
I’m waiting, waiting for you to decide
If you’ll use this word to make people cry
Or if it’ll lift them up
So you can raise your cup
And speak to all
Not only those you’d call
Beautiful
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Yes sometimes, we’d like to conform
To change what we were born as
You see, I’m constantly torn
Between the part of me that’s soaring
Up to the clouds
Leaving behind the judgments and doubts
Or the other side who’s boring
But fits into society
So which one is me?
Either way I’m mourning
For that which I don’t own
Our happiness is a loan
And the price is too high
Roll the dice
Whatever happens will suffice
I’d rather face chance
Than deal with all the lies
And here, here I will take my stance
And you can glance
In your trance
Where everything is perfect-o
But honey, you’ll soon be in debt though
How long can you pay for your happiness?
Because it’s not true bliss
Only what’s decreed by society
It plants the seed
Of only what is “appropriate”
So be it
Let’s forfeit
And assort everyone where they belong
Same old song
Look don’t submit
It’s not worth it
Don’t let them tell you
Don’t let them meld you
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I know you’ve felt the pressure
But when we survive, we will prove our measure
We can get by
It’s called life
Up and down
Cry and clown around
Go left then right
Surrender when you wanna fight
Sink yet float
Breathe yet choke
Hope mixed with despair
Try to ignore it, but you still care
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And I know this might all sound a little bit cliché
But don’t those tend to be the most important things to say?
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Yeah, we have all worried about beauty
Have buried what’s good
Underneath all the superficiality
But we have a responsibility
To the next generation to show that this view of looks, this is shitty
You know what I’m talking about
Sometimes don’t you just want to shout
And tell everyone not just your therapist
How you really don’t give a shit
Hoist the white flag high
To completely exemplify
How you are going to give in and just cry
And let those drops wash away
That whole mask of makeup, which is really just clay
Cuz what we try to do
Is look and be more like you and you and you!
Anyone but me!
Create another face, someone that matches those that we deem pretty
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In every city
In every town
There is someone always down
In confidence
Empty of resistance
Against society’s protocols
C’mon, the people that think they own you… they all have sticks up their assholes
Oh OOPS!
Did that offend you?
Did it send you on one of those loops
In your head?
Going round and round; never managing to get ahead
Cuz you’re still trying to comprehend
The words I have said
That have led
And embed
This whirlwind in your mind
Cuz no one should dare
To say how much we all care
Well I’m not gonna just sit here
I can’t bear
Them telling me what I should look like
Or be like
Or act like
Or dress like
Cuz who I am
And who I wanna be
Has everything to do with me
And shit to do with all of you
To think that you have a clue about who I am
To sit there and judge
To make me budge
My choices and decisions
Is ridiculous
You seem to have missed
The truth that we can try to act like we don’t care
But the assumptions made at first sight
Start a little tear
That continues until you just can’t fight
And suddenly you have to recognize
The tears in your eyes
Admit that you are in pain
And that this blockade
Of smiles and laughs and love
Isn’t really that tough
Like a balloon, you will pop
Only to drop
Deep down into misery
Until you can finally see
And pull yourself back to the light
To try to reassemble each piece just right
To once again create the perfect image
Friends distract us from facing our own issues
While at home, we cry ourselves to sleep with a pile of tissues
That continues to grow
Because the stitches that we sow
Are temporary
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To me,
The real jewel
The key tool
Is not your reflection
Which you might think achieves perfection
But it hides what’s inside
What will never die
Who you are
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So who are you?
Who am I?
A person that hides behind a lie
Or one who doesn’t buy the crap
So let’s learn now
The only one holding you back
With the tactless attempts to have what you lack
Is you
You’ll only feel good if you actually believe in
And agree with
Who you are
Drop the mask
It’s an endless task
Stand up and help fight against the “haters”
To discover the beauty inside sooner or later…