Never , Never be ashamed of who you are
Where you live , or what type of car
Those who judge just don't know
The struggle you go through
The pain and the hurt
They say there words with no thought
Even though some things can't be bought
Never be ashamed of how you look
You shouldn't be judged like a cover on a book
Your eyes are perfect
And so is your freckles, your scars, and your nose
And never be ashamed of your clothes
Don't be ashamed of the bumps and the blemishes
The bruises and the sores
For the tell the story of someone who has lived
And without , their is no story to be told.
Love, bloodu.
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Tainted Society
PoetryI write poems based on real-world problems. hope you enjoy it. This is all opinion-based so don't hate on me for my beliefs. one poem per day because I'm lazy.
