A Conversation Between the Weak and the Tough
its funny how society greets you with a smile and dismiss you and make you cry,
society can be a be a beautiful thing and a horrible living,
but if you’re not good enough , “deal with it” they say,
go find someone else they obeyed
perhaps I’m not good enough,
perhaps I’m too normal for my age,
perhaps I’m too ugly to stand out,
perhaps that is why I’m just a someone in the crowd
its scary how words are sharp enough to cut through you,
how you can trust nobody too,
human aspires fame and popularity,
believe me, they’d sin if they had to.
but what is it about being accepted’s so hard?
we’re all different for gods sake we’re not human cards,
where you choose which one you like and which to disregard.
why can’t i be different?
why do i have to be the girl everyone likes?
because, if you don’t then everyone will run,
you think they would talk to a creep like you.
even you are a fool to think so too
face the fact, you don’t want to be lonely and so do i,
do what it says or continue to cry,
society is scary but you have to meet it’s deeds,
I’m sorry I’m not enough to be let inside.
im not the girls you’d see online,
the perfect thin ones, I’m not defined.
im a mess and I’m unorganised,
but that’s what makes me one of a kind.
a note to myself,
dont cry every night,
you’re enough what more could you want?
the grass is always greener on the other side,
so why do you even bother to try?
some have it worst so appreciate what you have,
someone in this world would switch their live with yourself.
and yet you say that what you have is not enough,
don’t bother checking a therapist, feels like you’re crazy already
you can’t please everyone, not in this world,
7 billion people and one out of third,
would still find an imbecile reason to disagree,
like i said it is how society is.
to all of you,
never beat yourself cause you are not like the person next to you,
perhaps you don’t have what she/he has but she/he does not too.
i hope you take this moment and appreciate what you already have,
someone else in this world is taking their last breath
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