CASTING STONES
Casting Stones
Who has the right to cast the first stone
To stand and stare at me like you are on a throne
Glaring at me with an piercing eye
Who has the right to tell me how I should be
Who are you to tell me I should act an walk like
Your puppet on a string
Who are you to cast stones
Life is about learning and exploring
It's what make who we are to this very day
We must all learn from our mistake we had ever made
And I had made many of my own
But who are You to cast the first stone
Are you trying to tell me you had never made any mistakes of your own .
Lilly Emery (c)
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