wake up

The god awful sound of terror sweeps into your mind. You can't wake up from reality it keep you between your morality.

 I'm only so young, everything's new I don't know what I'm supposed to do. 

 

They say you should know, you should know what your career is, your path in this dreadful world of sweating off the tears of hard work just to leave a plate on your dinner table. 

 

Are we labeled? It feels as if we're stapled on the back from every grade we get defines a small percentage of if you're going to get to the finish line just for a paper that tells you, "you made it!"

 

 I'm staring off into blank space, I'm assuming that life's a race, a race where whoever gets their life together first wins a successful life.

 

Worst, that's the worst the other half of me tells me, "happiness is what you should win". But happiness doesn't give what you need, does it?

 

so we're born, we study and then we work. Life seems boring, why are people coming up to me to tell me what I'm supposed to be and see what I need. But I don't want to, I want to live life wild and free as I'm still young. Don't they say you only live once. Wake up!

 

Trust me, I'm not your typical bad girl, well now that I think about it I'm not as bad as all the others surrounding me at this moment. 

 

I'll never change myself into a slut that all the males want just so I can me labeled as "popular". You would be ignorant to put yourself on the line when they say, "try it" and you take it for granted. 

 

I ranted all about this fake world but it wouldn't change a thing. the range of things you JUST NEED is too over filling. Big lips, big butt, skinny waist, sun kiss tan, clear skin. No one wants to be themselves, sometimes I want to trade lives with a different person that seems like their life's together. 

 

However, they're just like you a paper that was crumbled with marks that will never be straightened out. WAKE UP! This nightmare of the unreal world. it's not so clear everything is blurred but they say, "life's hard, deal with it." 

 

I have been for years and I have a unknown life ahead of me. See, I tell myself, "don't give up, you'll make it, work hard, stay strong, you got this, just little bit more." So I wake up, turn my alarm off, wash my face so it stays clear, put on makeup so I can cover up all my blemishes, put on clothes thats trending, eat my breakfast and walk into.. the unreal world. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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