Judgement

(poems go here) Roses have thorns, Demons have horns and I have scars This is my thrown we each have our own I've bled many times for mine! My scars have bled out the voices, they shout! Of criticism for my life. I don't understand why the judgement is so loud in my mind. Why can't I be Me for what I can see Everyone is their own! We each have our thrown and this one is mine One day I will shine From the darkest nights to the brightest days I shall over come the voices judgement I face!