Societal Values

It’s hard to think about

the future

my dreams

The Pressure…

Slowly driving me insane.

Wanting to make things simpler

but only complicating things further

Pressure is becoming

Overbearing

Do This

Do that

This is who you are

Wear it on your sleeve

So everyone knows

What you’re expected of.

Fit a mold

Created by society.

I am a woman.

Go to college

Get married

Have children

Repeat the cycle

With each generation.

Follow the sexist principles

That society sets.

Long to be

The photoshopped model

You can never be.

Starve yourself.

Put plastic in your face and chest.

Build yourself out a plastic mold

Try to be the doll society considers

Beautiful

Light up a cigarette

Look at the ads plastered

On every window and billboard

Try to fit with the cool kids

The popular clique

The queen bees and their lap dogs.

Follow the stereotypes

Set by the mold of society.

Fill that mold.

Let it define you

Don’t be the loser that’s different

Find your place

Or don’t exist at all.

With every cut you hide,

It slowly gets worse.

Emo.

Depressed.

Masochist.

Freak.

That’s all you ever will be.

That’s what you’re told.

That’s what they told him.

The final blow driving him

To pull the trigger.

He was too weak

They said.

He didn’t have a chance

They said.

Forget it even happened…

Hell, I wish I could.

But oh, it gets worse.

Homophobia runs rampant

Racism is no better

Sexism dominates

Stereotypes define

The articles of society are woven

by old ideas

and corruption,

war,

and blood shed.

I wish for a world

Where I can walk down the street

Without fear.

Of being kidnapped or shot

Without fear that society instills

to the point

where parent fear for the lives of their children

Where people could just

Get along

I wish for a world

Where little girls don’t

starve themselves

To be considered beautiful

Where I can’t be told

I can’t do this or that

Because I am female

Where the rape culture doesn’t exist

Where people

Can love who they want

No matter sex, race or religion

Give me a reason

To shut my mouth

And do as I’m told

Because in a society

As corrupt as this…

Keeping my mouth shut is impossible.

I refuse

To fit your mold.

I refuse to fit into the mold

That resulted in his suicide

The mold that drove her

to starve herself

The mold that pushes him

to draw lines of blood

Across his arms

wrists

legs

chest

ankles

and heart

every single day.

I refuse to fit into this mold

That drove me so close

to the edge of my sanity

and my life.

I refuse to listen

To words that mock me

simply because people think

Art school is a waste

that I won’t get anywhere

That I should find a “Real job”

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?

A REAL JOB?

So a real job

Is something you do

That doesn’t follow your dreams

And locks you in an office.

I’d rather live on the STREET

Than give up my desire.

The flame in me

All this

Anger

Rage

Frustration

and Pain.

What has this society

Given to me?

A close minded opinion

on what I should be

Give me a break

You Deluded

Ignorant

Self Serving

Forceful

Absurd

Wasteful

Idea

That I am expected to follow.

I will NEVER

Fit into your mold.

Nor will I dare

Attempt to.

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