Life sucks
Go ahead paint a picture of me as you always do after all society has a way of telling us what we are or who we should
Without question we buy their lies as they sell their truth we are mare consumers searching for proof we question our worth by comparing price tags placed on hand bags and shoes never knowing why we want what they have but don’t have what they do .
Let’s not pretend we all don’t like the glitz and glamor, after all some people will ruine a life just to get posted on the shade room.
I get it I really do, money do what power do and that it might hurt a people or few, so why pretend reality is just some muse I wouldn’t do this or it could never be me like your living his or her reality not tryna be a goody two shoe, just that I’m putting this out there so when I mess some shit up you’ll have some proof
It’s never easy being broke to the point you don’t even desire to choose, it is what it is isn’t always true and seeing isn’t believing because my actions are proof.
I want to live lavish wear the Chanel hand bag and Dior shoe I wanna pretend I have all the answers like the girls on YouTube do .
sadly their truth is my lie and my truth they probably dislike, but I know that the truth is something that you choose.
Yet so many people are living their lies just as society force them to.
Anyways I wonder what picture you’ve paint of me now that I’ve told you life sucks in a hundred words or two
About this poem
This poem highlights how we are driven to live by the façade created by society it creates a sense of acceptance yet discomfort about how what is expected and are desired
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Written on May 13, 2023
Submitted by tatickamccarthy09 on August 14, 2023
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Stanza Lengths | 2, 1, 1, 1, 3, 1 |
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