Suzanna C Chevalier

(4-18-1966 / Elizabeth, New Jersey)

PLANETARY DREAM


By the age of 2 or 3
we lose are innocence you and me
we start to live the Planetary Dream
of rules, consequences and the extreme.
Like going bed with no food
Because you ran
And didn’t hear the word “should”.
If you do this or if you do that
if you don’t then your labeled a brat.
Who makes up all these rules
that makes us conform?
Society and family want to keep us in the norm.
Now as an adult you can change
The beliefs that where forced
In your head and if you don’t see it
The beliefs will be there until your dead.

Written by Suzanna C Chevalier on April 11,2011

Submitted: Monday, April 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013
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