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| On Trial by © chibilunacat Judge me not by how I look Judge me not by what I say Judge me not by who I was, But rather who I am Don't judge me by my memories Or what I choose to buy Don't think I feel I should belong Simply let me be Don't judge me for another I am not like most you've met Words may tumble and fall out wrong So maybe I should write instead Don't be judge and jury of taste Don't play my life on constant rewind The past was me and what I learned And now I'm me, not then. Don't judge clothes and make up I am not a fashion trend, I am not a style I don't put make-up on my face, it isn't me I like going barefoot, even when it's cold. Do not judge my nervous smile, it's false Deep inside I may be laughing, maybe crying I smile when I'm angry, I write when I am sad You can judge by all of this, and not be judging me. Don't judge me by emotion, there is more to see I am more than a laugh and yell I hear more than I see I am not on trial, so please do not judge me. Don't judge me by a color, I am the same inside When you see a naked heart, does it matter who it's in? When you need a vital organ, would you reject it by their skin? Would you reject my heart if needed, only as a gift? Are you judging by education, if I learned to read? Languages change throughout the years As do those who speak them Am I any less than me, if I simply forgot? Judge me not for it's deception Unless you can truely see, and know That you are only judging my mind and soul For one day, that's all there'll be. Terra Mae 1/07/2002 |