And the Petals Fall | ✔

Judge Me

Where's the happiness I asked for

While I was mumbling in my dream,

Is it so wrong to want and want it,

That I wander out of the seams?

But outside isn't the place I made up in my mind,

It screams of mad green liquor

It makes me feel obsolete, utterly reckless,

And days go by to make me sicker

Cried myself to a fever,

Carried myself to the court,

Started my judgement of all the blocks

I put up to make the weightiest fort

On trespassing land, what goddamn luck

I'm now stuck in the longest trial

Stop it, stop it, stop it, I repeat

I'd rather down the fillings of a vial

Why do you always judge me?

I look into the mirror and say,

Why do you pose yourself as illegal

And crawl into crimes of the astray?

Don't, that's right, don't judge me

I have no advocate to defend my voice,

I know everything is my kept will

But I have no ground to resource out a choice.

Let this trial be over,

Just lock my thoughts under the sea,

Chain my memories with tarnished metal,

Just let me be a little free.

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So don't judge me.