You smile at me from across the room
I smile back but don't make a move
You bump my shoulder after class
I look back at you but I don't stare
You stop at my locker after school
I say hi but then have to go
You partner up with me for a project
I do all the work while you say to the teacher, "On it!"
You sit by me at the lunch table
I smile and pretend that things are normal
Then the very next day I try to friend you
But you go off with your girlfriend and never look back
You shut your ears
as quickly as you blink
and pretend to hear
my voice clearly.
But you don't, do you?
echoing my deepest darkest roar
manages to sound like a heavenly song to you
so that you can always say,
"Everyone has a perfect life but me."
If only you could hear clearly,
you would know,
that my life is not as perfect as you think.
Our life is not as perfect as you think.
Everyone complains about the "system",
how it is rigged, manipulated and controlled.
But they do not take a moment to listen,
or to take a moment and break the mold.
Work out and do not eat those fries,
then you will say goodbye to those thighs.
Work hard, work long, and get the paycheck,
take a chance and stick out your neck.
Become what you despise,
or stand and rise.
Because you can lie down and die,
and let them walk on you,
curl up and cry,
and let your whole life turn blue.
But your failure is your own fault,
not the systems,
you were not locked in a vault.
You have been duped,
or you are duping,
So stop singing the song the dupees sing.
Updated from my tablet which my white upper class parents bought me to prepare for my pre_paid college*