It just need a person,
With a flaw or maybe flaws,
That's all it need to be judge,
Because we live with flaws;
Maybe it just by the sitting way,
Or maybe a word that unspeakable,
They're all subjects to be judge,
But it's alright cause it taught us;
She love me and I know,
She judge me for good,
So I take it for good,
But i'm afraid I won't change;
I stand infront the mirror,
My head is up to the sky,
I'm afraid to see me,
Cause I'll see my flaws;
I try to change,
To fix my thousands flaw,
Wake up with rage,
To face the world;
I need to stand,
Fix myself quick,
The flaws I have,
Are not my friends;
I just realised,
How funny this is,
That I hate judgementals,
But it helps me.
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Poetrywords from a quiet guy to share with the world. not a professional writer, just some late night thoughts.
