I am society.
And this is me.
I am the narcissistic fool.
Obnoxious beast.
Cruel friend
And cautious acceptor
Fixated on only one thing.
And that thing is you.
I am the controller of your friends.
and the ones that don’t like you
Because of your fat thighs
or thin lips
or crooked teeth.
My full-time job
is being a self-proclaimed hater.
And a two-faced rat,
stabbing you in the back.
If you ever saw me
-you wouldn’t know which side of me to slap first.
But
-fortunately-
I have humans.
Who seem to have
an unnecessary nature of trying to
change me.
First it was with
Black and White
and then, for some reason,
LGBT.
It took me quite a while to allow women to work.
And now it’s with the whole controversy
of transgenders- he or she?
But one day,
-those determined little buggers-
-feisty freedom seekers-
-admirable able workers-
will somehow, magically, improve me.
Because one day,
each and every one of you,
Shall stand where you belong;
If it is one thing,
you are right
and I am wrong.
Am I right, or am I right?
