Fit The Mold Poems - Poems about Fit The Mold

...made out of clay to fit a mold not always molded how we would want to be well, most of us share the same mold but the mold gets boring for society we cry and laugh, our emotions are bold suff......

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...The outside is where I belong The inside so filmiar A constant stride to belong To fit the mold of what a man should be Weak I am cancered by self denial When will it end for me Alone I be Wh......

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...I will not walk around you quietly I will not be feminine I will not be grateful I will not be submissive I will not fit the mold you want Be aware we are mad I will no longer let you get away wit......

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...Unwritten labels Why do you profile me? Why do your eyes scream danger at my shadow? They strip me of my humanity. Am I just another face to fit your mold, A man whose presence shifts your pea......

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...Why must I cast aside What’s precious to me, Just to fit into a mold, To appease a shadow, a whisper of expectation? We all have a niche, a corner, A place waiting somewhere, But why do I fee......

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...When wonder of my worth erupts and threatens everything I know Volcanoes of emotion rush imparting such a mighty blow Oh why, to be so insecure to feel un......

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...In a world where norms reside, Where rules and patterns coincide, What is normal, pray, define, For this tangled web, this grand design? Normal, they say, is like the breeze, A subtle whisper ......

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...You are not wrong So please don’t feel blue But people, belittle They’ll manipulate you You are not wrong Just because you’re unique But people will judge As they love to speak You are ......

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...My pillow feels so awfully lumpy I dream their casting votes for “trumpy” Well not for him but for his minions Swinging tightly from his pinions And yet in truth if I’m confidin’ I’m not too t......

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...“Nothing ever changes In the city of stone” The city of mountains The city of bones The city of deaths which nobody mourns Saluda is the city in which we die alone Especially those that don’t f......

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...How are you my pet? Have all you need? Are you all set? Have all your wants and needs met? Good, now it’s time to pay With your vote for me today Prove your loyalty and appreciation To fu......

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...You are unforgivable Dear society, Are you happy? You’ve seen us tear each other apart You’ve seen us crawl to the finish line All for what? Just so we can meet your standards? Who are you? ......

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...Mitchell: The most expensive working girls employed by this establishment are what I call shielas. Class A shielas include all specimens of female physicality who were blessed to have inherited near ......

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...back in the day where hustlers stayed there were those very afraid he was born in the gutter his momma was a vamp selling her junk in the trunk of a car up all night slept all day he was blown from......

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...To find out how we did arrive At where we are today, Review the past, keep it alive, The truth will come your way. The immigration laws of old Were race based bigotry. Caucasian countries fit......

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