May 15, 2017
#LittlePrince #Kaiosama #YoureLost
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#LittlePrince #Kaiosama #YoureLost
It's not your block poor king... #YoureLost
Haven't you ever wondered so hard that you got lost?
I'm confused.
You want me to be slim and healthy, but you also let me know that if I like to eat trash like hamburguers and chocolates it's all good and "cool"
You demand I'm pretty no matter how I look on the outside, but you aso let me know that if I'm fat, or even a little chubby, I don't have a chance to find the kind of "love" you've defined around handsome feautures and great boobs.
You ask me to dress following the "fashion" concept you've built around shorter amount of fabric and higher prices. However, you don't mind letting me know that if I'm not a size that will fit your expectations in a costumer, I should look for clothing somewhere round the corner.
You want me to be smart, educated, a full mature and responsible woman; letting me know that I'm probably not a great mother, or even a proper wife if I don't stay at home and look out for everyone before I look out for myself. And if I decide I don't want to have kids, or a husband, you judge me based on what you're used to know about what women do. I'm being just selfish then.
You once asked the world to love the color of skin that was not the same as yours. Now you are asking humanity to hate those who like something you don't. You're not realizing that is the same as hating someone for liking chocolate when you're used to loving vanilla.
You demand I know about the world, about what sorrounds me and look for a way to improve what I think can be improved. All I find when I actually do something about it is people shutting doors on my face and disappointment on humanity.
You tell me to dream out loud, to go further. But closed minds can make it difficult, and sometimes even dangerous.
Finally, I guess the problem about all of these is I'm confused. I don't know what you want me to do, or don't want me to do. And I'm starting to think that the problem isn't my own...
You're even more confused and lost than I actually am.