Distorted World
Why
Why did
Why did we
Why did we make
Why did we make the
Why did we make the world
Why did we make the world the
Why did we make the world the hell
Why did we make the world the hell it
Why did we make the world the hell it is today?
Why do we always
Judge based on things
Race, Religion, Body Shape
We are not perfect so what gives us
The right to judge anyone
We are all imperfect
Why do we judge
No
One
Has that hour glass figure that everyone covets.
You’re either too skinny or you’re to fat.
There is No in between in this terrible world.
We are outside Fighting wars against each other
when we could spend
Time make peace and loving each other.
This is the way of the world distorted
From what it really is
See those for the inside not for
What they look like.
Distorted
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