As i wake up everyday, i look in the mirror seeing not me but others who judge me for who i am. I stare blanky at them not sure what to say. When they speak they shoot silent bullets and pierce my spirit. But then i come out of my trance and say..... who are you to judge who you do not know, keep to yourself what you think is low.
my image is not what i am
As i wake up everyday, i look in the mirror seeing not me but others who judge me for who i am. I stare blanky at them not sure what to say. When they speak they shoot silent bullets and pierce my spirit. But then i come out of my trance and say..... who are you to judge who you do not know, keep to yourself what you think is low.
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ha i love this this is like a chapter in my life