Everything is Awesome

The sun pierces you're skin shades

You woke up alive 

The same one hit wonder relentlessly plays

You can hear

You're used as a personal snot rag

You're a mom

You force yourself to school

You get to learn

You're barren

You can give a child a home

You're dying

You lived

We chose what we see 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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