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Judge me not for the lies you heard,

The rumors spread by "little bird,"

For the bird that whispered in your ear

Is no good friend of mine.

And judge me not for what you see,

If you haven't time to talk to me,

For beauty is a shallow trait,

And the way I look is fine.

Judge me not, for you don't know,

The path I've walked, or where I go.

You know not what I've been through,

We all have tears we've cried.

Judge me not, until you try to walk

Along my side and hear me talk,

For when you do, you'll understand

Who I truly am inside.

So judge me only for myself,

For who I am and no one else,

You may judge me once you know,

Who I am in rain and shine.

But judge me not for the lies you heard,

The rumors spread by "little bird,"

For the bird that whispered in your ear

Is no good friend of mine.