Can you feel the pressure?
Of course you can
They use their eyes to measure you
Like a grain of sand
Their judgments are like weather
A million occur
But it takes just one
To take ahold of your life
And cut like a knife
But like a pulsating jackhammer
It goes on and on and on
You can’t walk those halls
Without feelin’ like you are on stage
It’s Miss America, and you’re the star today
You signed up when you grew up
And when you mess up, then your time’s up
So you better not be plain
And you better discipline yourself to the point you’ve gone insane
You better not show the scar at the tip of your finger
They’d eat you if they knew you had pain

You fight and fight to be liked
And if you win, well then you’re dead
That happiness is in your head
And you’ve lost your self-respect
The model is getting thinner and thinner
While the reality is getting bigger and bigger
The incongruency is making girls go to such measures
Anna and Mia telling them that it’s for the better
Then you go home to watch some TV
You turn it on to see a sex scene
Then you realize it’s just advertising
The perfume that will lead straight to the act
That you’ve been taught is supposed to be sacred
Yet it’s exploited so much and you can’t bear to take it
But the television’s there more than your parents
And things sink in the more that you hear them
Seven minutes from mom
Five minutes from dad
While deep down you know that you wish that you had
More things to say to them than you do to your cat
And your drinking and smoking
They call it rebellion
They’re telling you this
But all the while yelling
And then maybe one day
If you’re all lucky
You all will sit down
And find all of this funny
That all of this time
You thought you all were dysfunctional
It was really the culture
What you’re a product of
It’s so hard not to do
What the culture tells you
So you submit
With a razor on you
Or you protest to all its demands
And hurt yourself more with your bare hands
Than the culture ever had planned
Or you cry out for someone to help
By being extreme as your way to yell
Or you look for a way to regain control
By hurting yourself way more than you’re prone


Of every psychological disorder
Anorexia is the hardest to ensure
That its victim will survive
That its victim will be alive
To live a life
To satisfy
Their real needs
To live everything
To live a life where they can control more than their eating
To live a life where they’re not competing
With the culture
That waits like a vulture
Just waiting to devour
Just waiting to turn this story sour
In a world gone cold
You just have lanugo
To keep you tightly wrapped around what is left of your soul

Can you live in this world
Overweight and a girl
And feel good in a culture
That says you’re ugly, despite your worth?
Outer beauty is absolutely the most routinely looked at quality
And when it becomes attractive
To be unnaturally thin
Then it becomes an objective
To do unnatural actions

Sometimes these rules just add to the problems
When they’re in place, with no love, there is drama
And growing up needs to be more than things that will harm us
Spend that money
Smoke and drink
When you grow up
You can do all these things
And you can be on T.V.
And be reduced to a body
And show you’re grown up and spontaneous and free
Then influence more with that hypocrisy
You have to understand the example it is setting
You have to understand the message it’s sending
The media is turning women into sex friends
And men are influenced to believe all these things
The majority of males admit
There are times in which consent
Is not needed to have sex with a women
This is what the culture has told them
Ladies by day
Whores by night
This is what
Is portrayed as right
The boys that pressure them to have sex
Are revered for completing their manly quest
but the girls are reduced and called sluts
A double standard that’s never been touched

One in four of all women are raped
One in four of all women are raped
One in four of all women are raped
One in four of all women are raped
Such a thing needs to be
Thought of as being as extreme
As necrophilia or bestiality
Such a thing needs to be extinct
We need a change in society
If we’re to raise children healthfully
Properly
Equally
Respectfully
Correctly
And here I am, a male
Not yet ready to call myself a man
And I’m trying my hardest to understand
Where you’re coming from
And where you stand

I hope that one day we are equal
I hope that one day people don’t know what rape is
I hope that one day you can walk alone at night without fear
I hope that one day you won’t be afraid to be smart
I hope that one day you don’t feel pressure to look a certain way
I hope that one day you all will eat normally
I hope that one day business and politics will accurately represent you
I hope that one day all our schools will have stories about women, written by women
I hope that one day you won’t be lesser
I hope that one day we can all be proud
I hope for that