Society

Mon, 10/21/2019 - 10:27 -- 1143839

Society tries to break people.

She will take you and try to break you.

She tries to make you feel worthless,

make you feel nervous,

all of this on purpose.

 

She will love you one minute

and turn her back on you the next.

Driving into your back that hot knife,

giving your heart a great strife, 

seemiling ending your social life. 

 

She will make you feel loved,

even make you feel appreciated.

She will "care" about you,

but all along you knew

what she said wasn't true.

 

She tries to make you someone you aren't,

and people let her.

"Oh! This is the perfect makeup!"

"You look terrible, let me fix you up!"

Eventually you just want to give up.

 

Most people love the attention she gives them,

wanting to be seen or heard every day.

But they have to be perfect

or it will cause conflict

and in return they'll lose Society's respect.

 

Society will make you wear a mask.

She makes you cover all your flaws.

By the end of the day,

your entire life has been put on display.

Regretting posting it, then trying to hide away.

 

Society is harsh.

She will judge you whether you like it or not.

She will put you under constant ridicule.

She will be so cruel, 

she'll make you look like a fool.

 

Then she'll beg for your forgiveness.

She says she's sorry for hurting you,

hoping you'll come back to her.

Her words coming out in a speedy slur,

trying to turn your feelings into a blur.

 

And eventually you go back.

She treats you well

until she throws you out, again.

And again you feel Rejections pain,

worse than any silly ankle sprain.

 

You said it would never happen,

at least not again.

But unlike what you said,

Society fills you with dread

and yet again you have been mislead.

 

Society is eventually nice to you,

trying to be a good friend.

Until you make a little mistake,

and that so familiar ache

comes at the cost of your friend being fake.

 

And finally you realize,

Society is becoming your downfall.

She has a horrendous attitude.

Her personality is all but shrewd,

all she ever was was rude.

 

Society will try and control you,

she will try to destroy your personality.

Society goes on a year round hunting spree,

hunting, hunting for people like you and like me.

But I, I will not let Society define me. 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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