At One Point In Time
Society convinced me that being feminist is a bad, unpopular thing that holds no real value
Society convinced me that if I go somewhere and have my ass grabbed, that I asked for it by being in that environment
Society convinced me that sexual assault is not as big of a deal as it's made out to be; that at least it wasn't rape
Society convinced me to unconsciously feel prejudice against my own people and other minorities and groups without privilege
Society convinced me that my worth lies in my ability to have a good education, a good job, and that my respect in society is based on how I dress
Society convinced me that having broken English is a despicable thing; to be embarrassed of my culture and traditions, and to have a bad taste in my mouth while hearing foreign accents
Society convinced me to compare and compete with everyone; that I am alone and can't change from this treacherous path
At one point in time, I choked on my blood, sweat, and tears, trying to fight what society convinced me of in all of my yesterdays. I tripped over potholes of attachment, solemnly waiting for the lessons of darkness to shine through upon a new day.
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