Society

 

 Society , An organization or association of persons engaged in a common profession, activity, or interest

Society can be a beautiful thing , if you fit into it or are accepted by society . Society can be a beautiful thing , something gorgeous like a ruby red delicate cactus flower , that somehow grows in a desert . 

Society is being in single digits in pant sizes , it's having beautiful pale flawless skin. It's having long healthy hair with perfect teeth nose weight and height ! Having a spouse that fits you , it's when people look at you and confess" damn you're parents did a good job" and they did , they fit In to society perfectly like a jigsaw piece , and created a child . Accepted by society.

Society , can be cruel , society can make you hide when you eat because you're a little bigger than average , it can make you hide underneath baggy clothes and pounds of makeup that can drag your face . But somehow we draw on our faces a smile , because we don't want to show society our pain

Society makes you starve yourself , eat way less than you normally do , wear train tracks on your face and bleach your teeth. It makes you buy expensive clothing and change your hair color just so someone can half heartily spew" oh you look good today".We pierce our beautiful skin draining blood and leaving scars hoping to feel something else then worthlessness.Society makes you fantasie you were someone else for a day to be in the spotlight and feel wanted! 

So what happens is these people who do not fit In to society become outcasts , the background music in a song that nobody cares about , but in reality AIDS the song itself. Outcasts . We try to adjust ourself to fit society , we try to become part of it because people spit " no you're not good enough " like venom slowly killing your nerves.enough for what .? To be accepted ... We're titled ldorks , nerds , fags , fatty , and ugly when in reality society is ugly.

We are the cactus flower that gracefully grows in the dry desert heat. Brightly red , and beautiful. We are the ones that grow on the prickles of others , of society that can not accept us. We are the ones that grow from the dryness. The dry words that seem to cut deeper than we do. We are the ones that grow into something beautiful.

Well I say ... We should be accepted , even if we wear double digit jeans. We should feel proud of our curves because a real woman has them. Be proud to order a whopper with fries and extra large drink .... Rather than ordering a salad so people can pity and agree" oh at least she's trying " trying to fit in a society that doesn't give a damn if we are in it or not .! It's okay , it's okay to be a little darker , to be a little bigger , to be a little shorter taller black eyes black hair , little crooked teeth or a gap. It's okay , because in our Society it's okay 

I dont want to be the mother that has to hear " mommy am I pretty? " no you are not ! Pretty doesn't deserve to be assiocated with you . Gorgeous , beautiful ,a cactus flower is what you are. I don't want to be the mother that worries that her daughter is going to be pushed teased and feel worthless because bigness runs in her genes . Her double digit jeans.

I don't want my daughter in that society , they say if you don't like it change it , why must I change myself to fit into your society ! Why not change society , if I don't like something I'll change and I don't like society. Why should you have to change to belong 

When the only thing that should change 

Is the defenition of 

Society