Plastic.

umm.. i'm sure when you all read this you'll all be able to relate to it somehow. it's about kind of how we're twisted to believe that only one kind of person can be beautiful and we have to be a certain way.. etc.. you know.. just the pressure and how it's hard to resist. enjoy.. you can't help it this world can make us all so plastic. when we're trying so hard to master it and searching to find escape from this reality of madness. warped to conform the expectation to be elastic we're always held back not allowed to just react to it. it's impossible to measure the damage done all for a title all just to say you've won. there's no right in this. no way to justify. we do what we're shown. we don't bother to ask why. it's so easy to say you defy it's not hard to say you rebel because these are you're new instructions you become the same as the new fakeness contributing to individuality's reduction the change you're supposedly fighting for is the object of your destruction. and now it doesn't matter even though it does bruised and battered is our self worth and ability to love. all we do now is push and shove you know they did it just because someone said they did. you forget that people can say a lot of things. that small words can clip wings. this is what we'll have to show. this is what's gone on so long it doesn't take much to see we can all point out what's wrong. love michelle.