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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