Judged
I wish i could say life is fair for all
But some people stand, some people fall
I wish people weren't seen as inferior
while other people act so superior
They say why can’t you be like everyone else
But what’s so wrong with being myself
I will make my own choices
I don’t want to be voiceless
They try to cloud your sight
make you do things that are not right
But to me they aren’t a mystery
they are not superior mentally or physically
We all are born we all can die
We all can laugh we all can cry
So they cannot keep me quiet
I am who I am and I will not deny it
so they can continue with their lying
cause they're the salesman and I’m not buying
I know some of us are judged on our skin or race
But we all have problems we have to face
most people’s problems cannot be outrun
so these problems must be overcome
I love just being me
I’ll be who i want to be
It does not matter who you are
you can always make it far
think of how much you can achieve
if you only just believe
so I don’t care if they hold a grudge
I won’t let them be the judge
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