I wake up every morning struggling to get out of bed because I know the day ahead is nothing but dead, see it's hard being judged even for those little things that even I can't see with my own eyes, people are judged for who they are on the outside. Why judge a book by its cover when you haven't opened the book to see the story that is hiding behind that smile that could sadly be fake. Why? Why judge someone at all? People are made to think that there life is going to be perfect and nothing will ever go wrong, like we all have this pretty picture painted in our heads only to be crushed and destroyed by the ugly truth called society. You don't know what words could do to someone, it could make their day or stain there sleeves red...
