To Society,
You complain about me not expressing myself.
Yet, you stifle who I am with social norms and expectations.
You complain that I'm not at your standard by the end of the year.
Yet, you don't notice I wasn't at your standard at the beginning.
You complain that I don't speak out for my beliefs.
Yet, you call me a rebel when I do.
You tell me to stand up for myself.
Yet, you tell me I was out of place and don't know what I'm talking about when I do.
You tell me I can be anything.
Yet, you change your tune when I choose to be something you suddenly think I can't succeed in being.
You tell me I need to decide who I am.
Yet, you decide I can't decide for myself when I choose the "wrong" choice.
You tell me I need to be more socially aware.
Yet, you say I read the papers too much when I want to get involved.
You tell me I'm not pretty because I don't fit in size 2 jeans.
Yet, you tell me I have a problem when I become insecure.
You tell me my life is dull.
Yet, you tell me I'm being dramatic when something happens that I find amazing, and you don't.
You tell me I must be the woman I am.
Yet, you say that I'm trying to get out of doing something when I mention that I'm a woman.
You tell me to get a college degree and a nice job.
Yet, you say I'm lazy if I can't afford to go to college and no place will hire me.
You tell me that I need to think things through.
Yet, you say that I'm over thinking the issue when I actually do.
Now, society, tell me, how am I supposed to live my life by your expectations when you always have an excuse to change your mind?
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My Thoughts on Paper
RandomThis is just a whole bunch of thoughts that I've put down. I hope that some of you might be able to relate and possibly find needed support in this. Some of these are rants about things I have seen or experienced. Some are funny, and some are seriou...
