The exercise:
Today's prompt: labels.
Mine:
You can't escape your label,
So don't think that you're able;
They're simply everywhere -
They're even on your underwear!
So whether you're Naughty or Nice,
Sugar or Spice;
Doesn't matter if you're Dull or Bright,
Black or White.
You are what they say you are,
Whether it's near truth or far...
Unless you remember where the real you resides -
Which is, of course, a place deep inside.
2 comments:
Labels
It's a little ironic
And certainly moronic
To think what you see
Is what you get.
Because underneath it
I am only a little bit
Of what you believe
And what you expect.
That's great Tracy, it's almost a sequel to mine :)
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