Everyone says that they know no one’s perfect.
But we all aim for it.
We all expect others to be.
We all judge.
On looks.
Weight.
Style.
Actions.
Unless you know someone.
Truly know them.
We shouldn’t judge.
But we do anyway.
From human nature.
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Life In A Poem Book
PoetryThis is my poetry. Please don't hate on it but votes and comments are really appreciated. Thank you <3
