Mirror mirror on the wall

It's interesting
how in a world where it's so profoundly frowned upon
to say someone else is not right.
Where everybody is soo politically correct that the only thing not tolerated
is to have an opinion other than it's all good.
If that is the attitude all are striving for.
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How come
in a world where everybody should accept everybody,
nobody does anything without considering what everybody else will think.
How come that even the antisocial girl in the movies who says she doesn't care what anybody thinks, always seems to have become that way because of what people thought in the first place.
How come other people who should encourage us to be ourselves also dictate what we are?
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Just think about it and u'll know we're all the same.
We are all the girl who steps out the door in the morning dressed in her new gorgeus top, only to spend the rest of the day selfconsiously pulling her stomach in because two girls giggled behind her in a line at the supermarket.
We have all at one point or another been smoothing out our own previous statement only because someone didn't agree with us.
We are all the boy who is struggling to express his feelings and just can't get them out because of fear they are not responded with an equal magnitude.
You, yes you, are also the person who skips the coffee if everybody at the lunch table goes on and on about how unhealthy it is.
We just don't openly admit to it because "they" tell us that being ok with everybody knowing we're not always ok and great is not ok.
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So we keep trying to "save our face".
We keep analyzing were following what we really want might lead us until the wish is gone and the opportunity has vanished ages ago.
We sit still until we have forgotten why we even sat down in the first place and all we're left with is a strong feeling of having to move because the place we're at just doesn't fit anymore.
We watch as opportunities and possibilities that we have within reach pass by
and we think it's all as it should be because we've been taught that disappointment is a crucial part of living.
We make changes in the parts of our life that are easy to change, like a new apartment, a new job or a new vacation trip to plan and execute
and we convince ourselves that the fact that we can be so flexible in those parts also proves that we're not paralyzed in making some other decisions.
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We run.
We hide.
We push forward and draw back.
We're not so totally without hope so as to believe in a bad outcome enough to drop it and move on.
And we don't trust a good outcome to ever come through so we don't dare to try and reach for it.
All while we incessantly at times tell ourselves we are fine, this is how it should be.
Other times we just hope for the very core of our being to be transformed into someone else.
We want to change. And make a change.
But can't.
Because what if you don't like it.
What if you don't like me.