Acceptance is
Rare.
Nothing can compare.
She’s used to them stopping to stare.
Judging with a snare.
Liberating and free,
it is to be her,
they claim.
Not knowing she despies
the fame.
An image to maintain.
On display her character
must remain.
For a moment she hides the pain.
Like a mannequin, she stand still
not revealing her lack of will.
Momentum she can not gain.
A life she can no longer sustain.
A brittle glimpse of courage
ignites her soul to set free.
She speaks of wanting to not be.
Society turn their back,
for all that she lack.
A mind of chaos first experiences peace,
eluding solitude.
She question
“Is this rude?”
Self-care forbade with many
to entertain.
Once again on the platform,
a model suffering in vain.
We definitely need more acceptance in this world.
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Yes we do.
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