People walk around as they laugh
as the others stand in alone as if a polygraph
test that the "others" takes blinks and beeps,
people not knowing how the "others" weeps
behind weak doors that hold back
emotion waiting to crack
"under pressure" like that song
getting stuck in your head all nightlong.
So a change that would change
the world to be arrange
is to judge less
and instead try to bless,
keep to yourself so you don't hurt others
try to see them as sisters or brothers.
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