I know,
That when we are born,
We are blank.
Like a sheet of paper,
Something yet to be written on,
Or to be sketched on,
Colored On…something
We are all different
However,
Life, writes us
Our story.
How we will look.
For say,
They give us freckles at birth.
There is either a lot of them
Or barely any at all.
Or, stretch marks….
Why do most people judge
Other people who
Have them? Cause
Guess what…?
It’s not their fault.
It’s not their fault
If they are
Either made
Thick, or thin…
Or use the terms
Fat or skinny…
Old or young
Big or Tall
Even your skin color
It doesn’t matter.
Or your eye color…
There’s,
Blue, Green, Hazel,
Brown, Black, even Gray.
Even many more colors…
Because no
Matter what we’re given
We still see ourselves as
Imperfections….
Did you know that
For say Models in general
Starve themselves to
Make themselves look
Even skinnier?
Or how about that the
Fashion world is
Always a season
Ahead…?
Because the
Way it
Works there
Is,
In with one
Out with the next…
That’s the way it seems with the modern
World right now…
People give up on others
On the way they look…
The don’t
Really care
About them…
Just themselves
Not that the
Thing really
Is a person
Because in
The end
We all
Seem
To,
Vanish.
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3 comments
Our judgement has really affected us badly. I too am tired of the pathetic idiots who use judgement words to hurt, or talk shit about people. LIKR HOLY SHIT!!! ARE YOU THAT FULL OF SHIT? IS THAT ALL YOU CAN DO!?
That made me smile and laugh
I like this quite a lot. Good job ^_^