I've lived off pressure
Ridden on expectant falls
Derided by some
I've been loved without measure
Tripped over some hearts
Hated by some
Whatever it is you do
There are expectations to flog you with
But always bear in mind
That humans
We never stop judging
Dressed in stereotypes
To our burial sites.
Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
I've lived off pressure
Ridden on expectant falls
Derided by some
I've been loved without measure
Tripped over some hearts
Hated by some
Whatever it is you do
There are expectations to flog you with
But always bear in mind
That humans
We never stop judging
Dressed in stereotypes
To our burial sites.
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