In my eyes I judge differently than they do.
What you're not, is what they say.
They have never understood you, nor me.
What you're not, is pathetic, so we've told the other countless times.
I smile and you smile, I wonder what the hell he is thinking.
What you're not baby, is a fool on who are the good people.
The "simplest" words as he believed are spoken, aren't simple at all.
Who you aren't... And who you really are. Only you can be the judge.
September 12, 2016
5:20 pm
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From The Heart
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