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Nostalgia Nov 27
To be different is a privilege.
To be normal makes you survive.
Normal is just a label. Different is a label too.
One is labeled bad. While the other one is good.
To stand out and to blend in.
To bully or be the bullied.
We are not too far off from each other.
We are just labeled.
Jeremy Betts Mar 27
This "fairytale" I call life is Brother Grimm, too messy for Disney
Separate the good, the bad and the ugly
Or lump all three together and just label it me
Who or what is responsible for this travesty?
Well,
That's easy
Place me in font of a mirror and you'll see

©2024
Jenny Bllr Dec 2021
I am vegan.
But you eat pizza with cheese sometimes.
But you shouldn't eat mock meat.
You have to justify why.

I am a feminist.
But I am a good white guy.
But then you hate men.
You have to justify why.

I am sick.
Of having to explain myself.
Of having to behave perfectly.
As soon as they label me.

I am tired.
Of saying the same thing
Over and over again.

And I wonder in silence
Why we can't all be
vegan and feminist.
I find myself in discussions with lots of ppl about feminism and veganism and while I enjoy their curiosity, I also dread saying the same things over and over again.
leeaaun Mar 2021
don't label what i do as wrong,
because what you do
is what i can't
consider
r i g h t
who knows
Emma Pratt Feb 2021
i frequently
weep in silence -
for those i treat well

are the ones who most of all
seek yet to harm me
and label me crazy

because of this
i am lost
and confused

and you,
     i want
               you to suffer
the insanity -

in myself i am aware of this

but the one i call ‘you’ is simply
                  myself
    and i find that i
          am the cause
                 of my
insanity
inspired by the fragments of Sappho
Niel Nov 2020
The labyrinthine system of enrouted intrinsics
That behaves as a medium
for any and probably all vegetative states
This present, (assumingly)included
Pulsating root systems
nourished by chaotic, brutal wisdom and love
Dancing in murderous creation
Purity exquisite
Laughing in a deliriatory manner
No laws to uphold
Or silly rituals, pesky square pushers

That’s what we are:
Composing manners to stunt
All that which promotes
Radiant leaves..firm trunk
Composting neuroses
to encroach upon the crops
luciana Nov 2020
being apart from the ingroup
they say you'll find a way
to be a part of some social loop
hopefully where labels won't convey
Eva Jun 2020
We'll put a label
on what we can not define.
What's wrong and what's right?
Asominate May 2020
Guilty

I point
And three fingers
Pointing back at me

Memories
Not forgotten
Even though I plea

The knives,
They are calling
Yet I still don't bleed

No point in my destruction
Since I cannot feed them

Sharp blades
Evade
My self destruction

Afraid
To pay
For loss of function

Every
New day
Is a new problem

Cut me off
(Save me!)

I'm coming out
I'm caving in
Tell me do you like me now
Let me begin

By burning all the cradles
Uninstall the training wheels
Enstrangement's just a label
And I don't give feels

(I cut me off
I shut you out
I'm caving in
Do you like me now?

Not good enough
I've never been
Disconnection
I'm the alien)
👽 nation.
ms reluctance Apr 2020
Box
A box
to contain you;
stifled identity.

Haven from anarchy,
labelled as social construct.
NaPoWriMo Day 20
Poetry form: Septolet
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