
A poem meant for people who blame all of our self esteem problems on society and don't realize that society is only what we make it.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 93 - Published: 10-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3067738
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Sawing Off the Branch that Holds You
Society might be boss
But we're all its little minions
Do you really think it's you
Who comes up with your opinions?
Photoshop, airbrush it, and crop
Distorting life, we never stop
To think what we are saying
Society is playing
With our minds
And we let it
One day we will regret it
Shattered mirrors, broken lies
Both affecting girls and guys
What a messed up world we live in
And continually indulge in
All that society compels
We installed this way ourselves
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