If I could change one thing
one thing that could change
It would be labels of who I am
All my life I wonder what others think
Am I a nerd? jock? comedian?
Am I a wannabe? ugly? short fat white girl?
People see labels and they become labels and we all read each others surfaces
what people forget is that I could be
they forget to read the back cover or the authors biography
I become a reputation and not a character
Why when when we describe someone it is always what they look like?
Why not the description?
Are we running out of time?
Can people not describe me as the young Editor-in-Chief, the humorous and intelligent, sarcastic yet charasmatic, passionate yet calm young woman? Is it people, or am I just not worth the breath?
Are we losing time and speeding up our lives with labels?
Online I google tall tan man with abs and there he is the man I'm supposed to adore
The lawyer the doctor the president
Labels are all created
the teacher time the world space the universe
Me I am a label
That drink you are drinking is labeled
because nothing is a blank slate and nothing is described on the surface
We must quickly learn