Distorted images, distorted reality
projecting, believing a distorted fantasy
these nightmare causing dreams of perfection
shattered mirrors and a broken reflection
Everyone accepts this deception
accepting as well the idea of rejection
of anyone who doesn't conform
to this projected norm
of physical appearance and beauty
but isn't this a mockery
of the values of acceptance
we disregard "embrace differences" with such nonchalance
Because I guess we never really meant it
it would be wonderful wouldn't it
if beauty really was in the eyes of the beholder
rather than the eyes of the media, the mass controler
with their daily overdose of brainwashing material
that we, unconciously overexposed to it all
don't even realise what an effect it has on us, decieved
and we continue to believe
that these perceptions of beauty are our own
...and not simply imposed
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4 comments:
I'm beginingto think in a past life you were a rapper/poet from brooklyn. I love this.
hmmm, something to think about...
Thank you Francis!
It does have that vibe to it.
Like Def Jam Poetry.
I like this.
That is all.
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