Woman in the cage of the mind
Every day, my inner “I”, which analyzes and observes what is happening around, is terribly sad. I look at women: friends, acquaintances, relatives. And what do I see? They are locked in the cells of their weakness, insecurity, and social pressure.
I see extinguished women who have been married for over ten years for unloved ones. They, like medicine, give birth to their lovers, but do not find happiness.
I see blind girls who get stuck in housewives. They no longer see the possibilities. It seems to them that meeting a loved one with dinner is the only vocation.
I see deaf women, at which men scream and break. In response, they always look down and agree with everything. Because they believe that this is fate.
I see girls stray who regularly fuck the brains of a loved one. Having not figured out with themselves, they try to blame everything close.
I see drugged girls who again and again admit the infidel into their hearts. Because, they dream that something will change this time.
Women, wake up! Maybe enough to hate yourself? Can it be constantly victims? Maybe it is worth remembering pride? And finally love yourself!
I see extinguished women who have been married for over ten years for unloved ones. They, like medicine, give birth to their lovers, but do not find happiness.
I see blind girls who get stuck in housewives. They no longer see the possibilities. It seems to them that meeting a loved one with dinner is the only vocation.
I see deaf women, at which men scream and break. In response, they always look down and agree with everything. Because they believe that this is fate.
I see girls stray who regularly fuck the brains of a loved one. Having not figured out with themselves, they try to blame everything close.
I see drugged girls who again and again admit the infidel into their hearts. Because, they dream that something will change this time.
Women, wake up! Maybe enough to hate yourself? Can it be constantly victims? Maybe it is worth remembering pride? And finally love yourself!
I have been watching us for a long time. We are like birds in the cage of our mind. We are driven there by society, stamped in a morally stereotypical way. But we slam it ourselves.
In the photo - a beautiful cell. It is closed. And in it all our magical abilities are sealed.
Appeal to all girls! It hurts me! Rather open your cells. Let go of your pride. Get out of them independence and improve, comprehend!
In the photo - a beautiful cell. It is closed. And in it all our magical abilities are sealed.
Appeal to all girls! It hurts me! Rather open your cells. Let go of your pride. Get out of them independence and improve, comprehend!
