Judge Me
people who judge me be people i despise i guess you'll never know til you see through my eye why should i lie grown men even cry we be human my whole life i barely have a thing but the small thing in life will always bring happiness like a man with wing free to fly away from everything not too happy of this life of sin so i get it out through this pad and pen when i reach the gate will they let me in i've be through it once and never again i'm stick in the middle of day and night i do know what's right and wrong i do what i must to carry on it will be this way until i'm go just remember me when you read this poem life go on