Arot, Jacquiline G.

STEM 11-29

I live in a world where my voice is not allowed to be heard

Where my thoughts are trapped inside a jar and only to be open when needed
Surrounded with knuckleheaded teens who roam around and spread idiocy from here
to there
I live with the generation who sets standards in every aspect
That if we don’t meet them, we rather die.
I live in a society where they set a standard for beauty and body
For complexion, for gender, for race, for religion, for morale, for intelligence
A society that makes a man caved inside himself
Society that did not help me to become a better person
Rather a society that helped me tie a knot and hung it around my neck
A society that didn’t build havens for the frails but built wars within them
A society that stitches up my mouth and dictates what I should say and think
A society that restraints me from yawping
Yeah, society sucks.
For society set up misleading standards
That men can touch any women if they want
That people can degrade obtuse kids and say they cannot be clever enough
A society that smart shames
A society that sets up a new standard for the brainies
A society that shouts body orientation
That women should have a hourglass-like body
That men should be fierce and dauntless
A society wherein they enclosed two genders
That no other genders are allowed
A society filled with closed gates and stone-like hearts.
A society that jokes about mental illnesses
A society who’s now concerned because one has died
A society that kills people softly
I’m sorry, society for failing to meet anyone of your standards
For I choose to tear down your list of standards
Your standards that won’t dictate who we really are
I’m sorry society but your list is such a mess
I choose to burn your list
Turn it to ashes and let people live
Let people live a life of contentment and not idiocy.