Who am I to judge?

When to judge is to be judged

The ones around me fill me with lies that I can' even

condon with.

I want an escape

cause all I have to deal with is the negativity of this wworld 

that I'm being lashed at with

So what can I say

When my world is getting darker and colder 

And there's no light to turn back on.

Am I failure or a burden

cause that's what I hear from left to right

No matter how I try to prove them wrong

I still fill like what they say stands true.

So who am I to judge

When to judge is to be judged...