Every morning, every afternoon, every night
we are blind.
We are blind to a world that judges and ridicules us.
Every step, every breath, every word, every action
we are weaker.
We are weakened by the constant pressure that comes from the imperfect.
We are victims and we are sinners.
Every glance, every mark, every style
We judge them,
they judge us.
Why do people do it?
It is unknown and uncertain.
This repeated cycle just continues.
Every day, every hour, every minute, every second
while another is helpless.
Maybe one day this
cycle can come to an end.
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