Judge Me No More

Empty state of emotions

Caused by worldly frustrations.

Here I am, helpless and alone

With this solitary throne.

Being judged is what I often receive

From voices, who always perceive

Outright appearance and actions

Without verifying substantial fractions.

What do they get from such habit?

I guess, it’s purely entertainment.

But, what do I get from such judgment?

A broken heart and a spirit in lament.

Every careless word can wreck me

And every idea can transform me.

But, I swear they can not change me

For I know my own personality.

If only you know how crazy this world is.

Overflowing with perfect [im]perfectionists.

If only a clear mirror can help you realize

How I see you in my very own eyes.

Your wounds are just the same as mine,

But judging you isn’t my lifeline.

I have to leave you now with your word play

While I enjoy my life starting this day.