100% Equal
- Jodieatthefront
- Dec 22, 2024
- 1 min read
There’s a little, square piece of fabric
Sewn to a place that makes my skin itch.
100% cotton from my waist up
With a drawn-on smile made of makeup.
I hide in a disguise that I’ve created
But I’m still shoved into a category and hated.
Whether I stand out or I blend in
There’s always someone I’m offending.
And I can’t escape the judgemental
If I had a label it would read “please be gentle”.
Who knew that the fabrics of our heart
Form the blocks from where we start.
And the skin that creates our surface
Is the ticket that gets you furthest?
I’m not taking part in that race.
We’re all human regardless of our birthplace.
Cut off the labels attached to our skin
We’re the same underneath and we’re the same within.
Yet we all close our eyes and sit in the dark
I can hear society crying from a broken heart.
100% human, 100% of people.
We’re all best dressed when we’re equal.
If only!
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