They say society will accept us. They say be yourself. And then they hate you for it. They say "your ok". They say i will never leave you. They say they won't hurt us. They say the world is a good place filled with good people. Don't they know we are corrupted? We are a poisoned youth. Made out to be something we are not. Infatuated with the image of perfection. Of beauty. Trying to fit a mold that changes everyday. They say society will accept us. And all thus time they act like they are telling us something new.
-Kennedy G. Woodard
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
They say society will accept us. They say be yourself. And then they hate you for it. They say "your ok". They say i will never leave you. They say they won't hurt us. They say the world is a good place filled with good people. Don't they know we are corrupted? We are a poisoned youth. Made out to be something we are not. Infatuated with the image of perfection. Of beauty. Trying to fit a mold that changes everyday. They say society will accept us. And all thus time they act like they are telling us something new.
-Kennedy G. Woodard
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