Being Judged

Prove it! They tell me Just prove it! They say Or else you don’t really feel this way My teeth clench tightly I hold back the tears I try to keep still But I’m shaking with fear Trembling, just trying to fulfill This need This emptiness inside Growing, demanding Pulling my pride It only expands when I force it to hide Prove it! They shout Unreasonable, judging I try to hold back But it comes rushing out: Don’t judge me! Don’t hate me! Don’t assume that you know me! How dare you think you understand Well, why don’t you show me? I hate you so much! I despise how you treat me: Denying my pain because you see no stain How could you! I scream Glass shatters to match My heart My burden My pain That I can never describe Leaving all those who see me to judge what I feel Not knowing how I walked over thorns Just to heal My breathing slows down My screams die away Though agony remains, I control what I say But you know, I whisper As much as I wish I could only prove how Complex and deep my feelings are now Though I wish you could see My pain and my strife I would never be so heartless, never be so cruel As to have you feel what I’ve endured Every second of my life And that’s because I love you We’re similar, you and I We both endure hardship Though we don’t see eye-to-eye And I will easily admit That although I’m not blind I do not know or understand What goes through your mind You do not mean to judge me, I know So you see I will never judge you As the world has judged me