Who are you to judge

Why do I always find myself here,

lost in the abyss of dissapointment;

surrounded by morons and hypocrites!

Why do I stay when I have no reason to?

Why don't I give up 

and let myself have peace within?

So many questions to ask this cruel world;

but yet no response

So many questions are asked of me 

but not one question important 

cruel intentions is what this world is made up of

who are you to judge me when you've done it yourself?

who are you to tell me I'm wrong 

hypocrites!

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