I learned not to care
I met a friend,
Who taught me not to care,
About the judgements and critisims,
That I fear.
I realized,
Everyone is judging each other,
Theres no way to please everyone,
For once you met the requirements for one,
Then there’s another.
It’s tireding,
One judgement after another,
The critisims is like rewiring,
Each other.
People have different opinions,
That not all will be agreed,
I have seen it,
For their critisims and judgements,
I will not feed.
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