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Too May Critics With No Credentials


Judging me day in and day out

Where does that get you?

Do you feel satisfied piercing me with your dirty looks?

Trying to shake me when I cannot be shook

Misguided thoughts formed from rumors that you hear

Tormenting my mind with the lies that I fear

Judgment is described as using your discretion

Sifting through the false accusations to come to an untrue conclusion

Who are you to judge me when you do not know me?

Trust me, I do not care whole heartedly

Too many critics with no credentials

Therefore I will not become distressed over your disapproval

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