Blindfolded

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Hey guys. I just wanted to thank you for reading my poems. They come from the heart and my past experience sometimes. It all depends and the point of view. If it's negative or positive. This one was when I looked at it as a little negative. Life was rough. Here's the poem. It's about how judgement can bring you down and when the future seems far. Hope ya'll like it and enjoy please vote and comment, it means a lot.
(Ps the people above are my best friends and got me through dark times. Also I'm not in the photo, I don't have one with all of us. I'll put one if I find it.)
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What's so wrong about doing something you love?
Why does everyone judge you by your happiness?

So what if I'm a nerd
A geek
I just wanna be heard
And not be called a freak

Waving my hands
Left and right
Trying to take a stand
And prevent a fight

I don't care what you think
I'm going to try
Try to not sink
Try not to cry

Crying is all I do
Tears streaming down my face
And no one care but some few
But they never stay for the chase

I don't want to be judged
Based on my past
I don't want to be judged
Based on how long I can last
Without giving up

The past is the past
My future is unknown
I won't know the cast
'Til then I'm alone

The future is like being blindfolded
We're guided by someone we don't know
Through a place that only leaves clues
By the things we bump into
We won't know where we am or who is helping us
Until we get there and take the blindfold off

But through that journey through the dark
People try to steer you away
They try to leave their mark
And never let you see the light of day

They try to make you stop
And not continue
They try to make you stop
And make you not believe

They try to make you no longer believe in your right
To who you are
They try to make you think
You're not good enough

Shouts from everywhere
Word spitting out
Looking for someone who's care
That's all you keep talking about

Words dragging you down
And you have no choice because you can't see
Words hitting you with all they have
Sometimes fists punch and feet kick
Between the two of you
Sometimes ten or a hundred are against you

But you have to get up and walk
To you future which lies ahead
Don't listen to those who mock
Or you'll end up dead

Almost there
Trudging along
Trying to find someone who cares
And would listen to my long story

Just someone who'd listen
Is all I ask

People pulling you down
To the point where you're on your knees
Trying to pull you into the ground
And all the do is tease

And tease and tease and tease

Cause that's all it takes
For a a person to make or break

When you're finally there
To the future
You take off you're blindfold
And see the light

You're earned it
When you went through the past
The rest is lit
For you to walk and make it last

Though you may be blindfolded again
Maybe by a new guide
When?

That all depends on how you see it
How you see the past
And how you see the future

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