My Name Is Society
I cause one's self confidence to crumble away
Like a worn-down building left to decay
I infect the minds of the old and young
Trapping them in the isolated web I've strung
I force others to believe they aren't good enough
They must be tall, skinny, beautiful or buff
My name is body image
I am seen throughout education, employment, and social rights
Taking expectations to soaring heights
I make women assume that it's acceptable to be used as objects
Or men must be strong and can't ever cry in any prospect
I don't allow genders to be reassigned
You must be your birth gender defined
My name is gender roles and discrimination
I can cause impressions with just one glance
individual expression isn't given a chance
I create the illusion that one race defines all
Fabricating personas big or small
I seem to compel others to act
Solely based on a skin color abstract
My name is racial socialization
I am needed to have success
Until one obtains me they'll never rest
I drive individuals into the ground
Instruments of money don't make a sound
If money is power
Where is my crown?
My name is money obsession
Together
We are called society
Copyright © Ella Mallon | Year Posted 2019
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