judgmental
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Wanting to be loved.
To be noticed.
To be the same as everyone else.
But why is everyone else rude.
Ugly rude.
Why would you ever want to be the same as someone who hurt you.
Today, beauty standards.
You see a forest
they look at you the same
Everyone... All they see is trees
I do not see trees
For I am blinded by the leaves of them
I appreciate being blinded
Should looks be the only master piece that reflects our soul?
Is it so hard not to judge people by the inside, but the outside?
Why is it that people think that looks reflect what we are?
Should looks be the only master piece that reflects our soul?
Is it so hard not to judge people by the inside, but the outside?
Why is it that people think that looks reflect what we are?
Everyone wants to control their life
They're positive that only they can do it right
They try to be in complete control, day after day
But they need to know that playing God isn't okay
Things my parents said when I was in kindergarten:
“Just be yourself and you’ll make friends.”
I have something that some people need to learn,
Some consideration would be nice,
Some compassion for others too.
I work in a place where this is hard to find,
People are rude,
Racism.
It's such a strong word,
A prevelant issue,
Something that separates,
Discriminates.
It leads to wars.
It does not love.
It is an unjust system.
It hurts.
Don't teach me to be a hypocrite;
Juding people who don't think what I think,
Labelling people who don't do what I do,
Arguing with people who don't believe what I believe.
