Why should anyone care?, a poem... |
Why should anyone care?, a poem... |
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I feel like I'm going to burst if I don't get this one out. It's a poem with no rhyming, rythm or beat to it, but it's meaningful.
Why should you fit in? Why do we all have to be the same? Cliques amuse me. They have no purpose. I don't understand why we have to single out those who don't dress a certain way, or look a certan way. Why should anyone care? What do other people's looks have to do with anybody but the person? Is there something I'm missing? Please clue me in, I'm so confused. This makes no sense. Our world is brutal. Society puts the burdon on us of looking good, being thin, having a perfect body, perfect face, perfect life. Nobody in the real world is truly how society wants them to be. Why should anyone care? Why should anyone f**king care? |
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