judge me
you dont like me
you like my words
you hate me
you see me but then
again you dont
do you wanna stay dead
unwilling to let
the wounds dry into
scars
i still bleed
more often than you think
what keeps me moving
is the fact that
i am ever willing to
let the blood dry
once i was you
what changed my scene
was when i was made
to choose between
life and death
i refused to choose
but i also refused to die
now judge yourself
you wont like you
you will like your words
no matter how painful
the truth are in them
you will hate you
you will love you
but the best part is
you will laugh at yourself
and everything will
turn out to be just fine.