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It almost feels as if this industry
Relies on our ignorance, just to survive.
This new and impressionable generation
Brainwashed by toxic, destructive lies.
Young women pressured to pump up their lips
**** in their stomachs, push up their "****"
Only to return home, exhausted and drained
From all the pretence to keep up that façade

Energy that could be used elsewhere
Pursuing their dreams, showing someone they care;
Is our relevance determined by the size of our behind?
'Cause at least that's what the media pumps into our minds-
Better get weave, but look natural too...
Better have perfect eyebrows, maybe get them tattooed...
Better keep them legs shaved, bleach that upper lip...
Better make that skin spotless, edit those pics...
Go hit the gym girl, not for your health,
But to find that "good" man to hand over his wealth.
Oh, and don't get too comfortable in your own skin,
Don't try to stand out, just try to fit in.
Don't practise self-love, don't think you're "too nice"
The men they don't like it, best take their advice.
Just shrink yourself down and do as you're told
'Cause the man has no place for a woman too bold.

What are these messages we're teaching, man?
The power of music is in the wrong hands.
Whatever happened to respecting the art?
Singing songs to empower, reach out to the heart?
Not to gloat, or to sneer, or put others to shame
Or get back at that ex without using their name -

Yes it's freedom of expression, but there are better ways to do it;
Maybe use your pain to help another soul get through it.
Maybe use your spotlight to teach these younger souls
Not to beat themselves up for the things they can't control.
Preaching "do as you wish, just be mindful of others
Branded or not, dress however you feel
Stay true to your heart and what brings you to life
Forget the superficial, that isn't what's real -
What's real is the passion
The breaths that you take
Smiles you plant on people's faces
Each inch of progress that you make
The beauty of our natural world
The loving lessons that you teach
The smallest act of kindness -
A smile on the street."
They recognised each other
From an otherworldly sign
Enamoured by one another
But here, their fates just don't align
One day they'll be together
In a world beyond space,
Beyond time
I am the sky
And you are the weather,
Changing your mind
And clouding my view

My infinite beauty
Lost in your storm,
Under blankets of grey
Lies a glorious blue

The season will change
Casting darkness below,
But the sky will not crumble,
Nor drown, nor fall through

See you may summon thunder,
Rain through me for days;
But I'll always be still
In the absence of you.
When darkness blankets the town
And the world lies to rest its head
The chaos grows into silence
It's cold on your side of the bed
A haunting rattle of memories
A strange but familiar sound
Getting louder and louder, it chills me
From a place that could never be found

And I carry myself, with the strength
Of a broken spirit
And a mind that is held behind
By unfinished business
And I move when you move
And I live when you tell me to breathe

So when you want me, I'll be here
Right where you expect me to be
Wishing my young life away
Until you're home with me.

— The End —