Realize
Pressures gone, we are at peace
We realize we can now cease
Running the merry-go-round of perfection
Without a sense of self or direction
Perfection sought does not exist
A bill of goods sold, yet still persists
Young girls and young women alike
Against this ideology we must strike
None are good enough they would have you believe
We must see beyond the glare and gloss to perceive
We are perfect as we are
In each of us a blazing star
Now our young men they objectify
The onslaught a price too high
Without that trademark six pack or buns of steal
You are no longer good enough, no sex appeal
Pay it forward for all to see
How detrimental this is, my plea
Take back our youth their lives be free
To live without angst but with dignity.
Nice!!
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Thanks.
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Your very welcome,
A fellow poet and soon to be avid fan
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How lovely
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I really enjoyed your work!
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Thank you, seriously. It somehow surprises me when someone mentions this as I am new to blogging and am still learning.
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I was there once…Your work is really good. It has great potential. Keep it up!!
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What do you do now? A writer, I suspect!
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Nope. I’m a high shool student working on this blog. I’m working on publishing a collection of poetry
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That’s awesome! I’m sure you’ll get there! You seem to have conviction, which is as important as writing. So congrtaz to you
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Thanks a lot!
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Wow powerful words, have u had weetabix for breakfast 😉
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lol, not yet, but perhaps, mwhaha
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I can always count on you for something worthwhile to read.
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If only we got a response re-do with all we know now.
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No doubt!
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