Clueless
Clueless
Its they're typical life,
Judging a child's side,
Corrupting our minds,
Without knowing our real lives.
They keep you an eye,
Watching like you're a fly,
As you fake your smile,
Just to qualify.
They will act like, Its they're bodies, and not somebodies.
Making sure that you're a copy of an ideal body,
How can we be called a community,
If we were an exact copy of somebody.
I will never understand, Why they cant ever stand,
Us being not flawless,
They're acting so faultless,
While we are all clueless.
Copyright © Adam Lofamia | Year Posted 2023
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