Fairytale


Everyday is just the same, a monotonous type of fairytale
Where nothing happens out of the ordinary and everyday is kinda dreary
We work at school and then we work for our bread
Until eventually we die when we have nothing left.
We only get one life and yet it seems very few of us live it,
We conform to the status quo with barely a query,
An unquestioning bunch that can’t think for ourselves,
We let the elites make the rules because it has never been down to anyone else,
A life robbed of fun because of the focus on safety,
And technological inventions that take the fun out of everything. 
Want to go shopping?
Sure, what shall we order?

Don’t be like everyone else, break the mold.

Love, Liv x

Polluted planet, polluted mind

POLLUTED PLANET; POLLUTED MIND

When our planet is dying
When our people are getting fatter
When suicide is a leading factor
Of death in first world countries

Do you think maybe there’s a link?
And maybe that’s our connection with the environment?

But if nature is our miracle cure,
Stop throwing rubbish on your mother’s floor.

Olivia.

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“Perfect”

Practicing smiles in the mirror

Memorising a charade of perfect humour

To hide the truth of your despair

That in reality you’d rather be anywhere than there

And all you really want to do

Is cry alone on the floor of the loo

Contemplating in life itself

And wondering how you’ll ever reach that shelf

Upon which you’ve placed all your hopes and dreams

That realistically could never be

Because all you’ll ever really be

Is a failure to those who see you as perfect

When you break down and realise you can’t quite work it

Because social situations make you anxious

And often you can’t even say a word

Because self-doubt takes it upon himself

To strangle the phrases from your mouth

So maybe you shouldn’t even really try

Because you know this is only going to end in a cry.


So, remember to practice that smile in the mirror

And memorise that perfect humour

So that if no one looks at you too deep

They might not think that you’re that weak

And maybe if you rehearse the conversations

It won’t seem like you talk to yourself about your anxious reservations.