Lighten up, catch a smile.
You look unapproachable, shoulders back,
chin up, spine straight,
your weakness is glaring.
Have some confidence,
walk with pride,
put some damn bass in your voice.
Eye contact, pose for pictures.
Fix your hair, take off the jacket,
it makes you look insecure.
What is wrong with you?
Do you even care for your looks?
Is it that hard to put some jewelry on?
Spritz some smell good after your shower,
What is wrong with you?
Have some fun, you're such a pessimist.
Maybe if you stopped caring about how you look,
you could focus on the positive.
Oh but no, go change; what are you wearing?
Put some effort, be attractive.
Seek extroversion, go out there.
Live your life; just... not like that.
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Author:
Charisse Martin (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
its funny, we concuss ourselves trying to please
listening, to those
we know, spend
far too much time looking in their own mirror
to offer any 'advise' that could possibly, matter...
I think this is a great effort, you've written
showcasing subtle quality's of the sarcasm and dark humour, that is fast becoming extinct,
due to people lazily refusing the 'work' required
in 'working' things out, beyond the blatantly obvious..
which is another aspect of commentary you've imbued into this clever write, thanks for sharing
(but you forget to include
if we choose to 'give it all up' and just face the world,
baring ourselves, bravely 'naked'
they have the temerity, to throw - us: in the loony bin...?)
yeah! that's the level of absurdity
in our reality
we traverse, ever so delicately:
in our daily dose of infuriating hypocrisy...
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