You hear them say,
Things you don't want to hear,
Curiousity overpowers your senses,
As they are all about you,
Things you wished were wrong,
As every movement, every step you take,
All of these being thrown back at your face.
Can't you see you're hurting me?
Don't you know me at all?
How can I be judged when they don't even know me, my past,my present.
After all the foolish ponderings on how i should change the way I am,
I thought, ''Who are they to judge me? If they don't like something about me, then its their problem. I am not gonna change anything anymore''
How many times do i have to change just to please them?become a perfect replica,view of them?
None, that is, if they ever point out what they don't like about me, I would say this time, with full confidence and pride, ''This is who i am, a perfect human being who has his own flaws just like everyone else , if you don't like what you see about me, then it is your problem. Just accept that this is me and move on.
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