Fat - Was It Worth It In The End? Poem by Kevin Patrick

Was it worth it in the end?
To waste your time in idle drugs,
and leave your souls to Botox thugs
that wiped your manners of self respect
For questioned choices that circumspect
The fabric of your very persons?

Was it worth it in the end?
Squashing a person who's not ten
Who never popped their sternum pen
But who is boundless in vitality
and vigor then you'll ever comprehend

Was it worth it in the end?
To build a dream on the slop
of a canyon heading down
Were your stuck beneath the bottom,
never reaching the top
Obsessed with the minute
In perfections with no truce
Your servitude is just a reuse
Of a victors sad defeat


Was it worth it in the end?
Charade the slightly oval
Never crossed for being noble
But defined with compassion
You never could imagine

Was it worth it in the end?

To watch tha adverts that fed fears,
From Prefab beauty dolls with spears
That caused perceptions anorexia
To collide with our hysteria
Until we raised upon the alter of a false reality

Was it worth it in the end?
To never be yourself