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Questions For Everyone
I feel myself falling. Falling into an abyss of people that claim to be real. Real. As real as it can be, I
can’t feel myself being real with them. Falling into a society that only cares for materialism. So, mate-
rialistic. Buildings do nothing but fall, restaurants do nothing but help people gain weight, and retail
does nothing but make us want to appear like others. Why should we appear like others? Thoreau
said “Be yourself.” And to be yourself is to not be like society. So why do we have social expectations
of what we can and can’t do in public?
Showing PDA.
Breastfeeding in public.
Admitting to being lesbian, gay, bi.
Walking around naked.
Saying the “N” word.
Smoking a cigarette.
All of this--is just something we are expected to avoid.
To avoid the love between two people.
To avoid the things we don’t usually see and yet it’s part of our natural instinct.
To avoid a word that’s not socially acceptable and yet back then it was so much more vulgarly used
as compared to our time now. Now.
So can someone tell me how I should feed my child? Can someone tell me who I should love and
shouldn’t? Can someone tell me why crop tops are cool? Or why they are considered “thotty”? Do
my piercings intimidate you? My tattoos? My verbal expression? My color? Does my gender weaken
my quality, my price, my value? Can someone please tell me what is real? What I should be and what
I shouldn’t?
To be real is to be me but it’s so hard to be me with all these “civilians” breathing down my neck, their
breath touching the core of my gut, and causing the reuptake of my internal contents into this world
of contamination. So what if a building falls if society never changes? If intolerance, conformity,
falsehoods still stand.
Society is a joke. Society is unrealistic. Society is full of “b.s.” Society…
Is me.
Xay Yang
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