Society
She dreams of a quiet leave
By tiny pills or a cut at the sleeve
She dreams of peace
Where she can live equally
Not affected by status, hate, or greed
The times changed too fast
She couldnt keep up
I saw her as beautiful
But it wasn't enough
"To much is wrong here",
She'd tell me
"Sex scandals, theft, and gluttony"
I'm disgusted by society
Funny what the world does to those I see as unique
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