Things Miss Piggy taught me

Who told you
you couldn’t
who taught you
to ask
who took away
your memory
and stole your
innocence?
Who told you
you were weak
and taught you
you couldn’t?
When did
Miss Piggy
let anyone say
she shouldn’t?
When did we start
priding obedience-
can’t do a thing
unless someone says yes.
How did we get here
telling little girls
to be loud but polite
asking for permission
to start the good fight
pretend that feminism
started it all
sing another empty anthem
another generic pop song
another stupid message
that the world won’t change.
Pretend that you’re strong
while you sell that ass
on stage
don’t believe Demi
and definitely not Xtina
the world keeps on changing
though girls never needed
we already did
the empowerment thing
Spice Girls existed
and so does the British Queen.
Who told you you couldn’t
and why do you need
another fucking person
to tell you your worth it,
write out your life plan
and tell you what works if-
you might play edgy
but the truth often hurts-
who ever told you
you couldn’t thrive?
still you make the choice
to obey and abide-
Miss Piggy taught girls
to work towards
their dreams
to know that success
is where they want to be,
never let Gonzo
get out of hand
accept kicking ass
and loving romance.

Inside Lovato and the bad life coach

I am an artist,
an entrepreneur-
I’m creative
a fucking gift to the world.
I got ideas
and I show my tits on stage.
I feign authenticity
but make excuses out of pain.
I use my illness
and my addictions as a shield.
I use sobriety
as a theme to get a meal-
I am an artist
a philanthropist and more
I’ve got bipolar
and I wield it like a sword.
I’m not recovered
as that takes time and room to heal,
I am just a child
who doesn’t know what it means
to be real.
I’m just a celebrity,
adding titles to my name-
buying indulgences in vain,
and pretending mental illness is a game.
I am an artist
but that’s just an excuse
for being a child, for being rude
for being ill and relapsing too
I’m just too young to accept the truth,
it’s still my fault, but it’s also youth.

Demi Lovato promotes sexual assault

Women think rape is funny
just like sexual assault
but only when it’s men
who are always at fault.
Women think it’s okay
to pay a woman of the night
to sexually assault the help-
it is her womanly right,
sends her to his room
she enters without permission
grabs him while he’s sleeping
but Demi owns this system
she’s a warrior who knows all
all about sexual assault
doesn’t need education
she flaunts all she has wrought
pays this man for protection
but doesn’t respect his agency
is this the truth about feminism
you’re empowered by the rape
the sexual assault of men
so we can pretend it is us
who live in fear each day?

The many methods of living in recovery

Everybody is
a mental health expert
everybody does
psychologist grade work
everybody can
tell you how to cure it
just listen to Demi Lovato
she’s got the answers
let’s learn them!
Relapse is bad
not a reality of recovery
relapse is irresponsible,
yeah,
we all should’ve seen this coming
a huge step back in the rhetoric.
It’s not about the relapse but
what you do after it,
everybody falls
but can you pick up the pieces?
If Demi Lovato thinks
relapse is not okay
maybe she should rethink
Red Bull as a choice-mmkay?
Because energy drinks are bad
for individuals living with bipolar
they are akin to Meth when
symptoms begin to take over.
Everybody thinks
they are a role model
but relapse is a real thing
living in fear is hard to swallow
if it happens to you
you will still wake up tomorrow
recovery is what you do
even after you fall
strength is in the choice
to begin all over again
relapse is okay
as long as it’s not your end.

Hey Demi

Talk about mental illness
while you laughin’ makin’ millions
don’t play at being business-
just a product of the system.
Just another know it all
tell your story, bathe in glory.
Bipolar with a bank account
much different then disabled and out.
You still working double time?
I’m just kidding
you haven’t worked in your whole life
Barney and friends then Disney channel
actors work but it don’t hold a candle
to pushing that paper
and makin’ them pennies
I’d be better off if my symptoms didn’t prevent me!
Living with this madness
has taken fuckin’ everything-
and I’m not just talking about
my
fucking
sanity.
Can’t work with this broken mind
lost my dignity, lost my time.
Can’t get treatment-still standing in line.
You may know the pain but you’ve got the money to get by-
try living with mental illness
when your symptoms keep you
from providing for your life.
Suicide much sweeter
when you can’t afford the pills
the highs and lows not treated
bringing trauma at the heels
you got sent to rehab
the rest get sent to jail.
I used to be a social worker
now unemployed and ill.
Fight the fucking stigma?
How ’bout paying my bills.