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Judge Me


I am the girl dressed in black

People see me as the "monster"

The "delinquent"

The "troublemaker"

I am none

I am emotional

Timid, yet confident

I am the one to make people cry

When I make them see themselves 

As the beautiful people they are

I am the one with their tears stained on my shoulder

I am a Cancer

A little crab

Walking through life with sheltered emotions

I hide from people

From my family

I am their disappointment

I take my time walking through streets, museums and gardens

Analyzing every detail and soaking in all of its beauty

I'm the one who doesn't judge by looks

But by personality

I'm the one who is judged

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