Don't Judge Me

Every tear can tell you a story,
and show you what's inside,
as you see it drop down onto the floor,
you see what's been trying to hide.
Every sigh can explain a riddle,
and release all the secrets untold,
as you hear the weakness in it,
you see hopes becoming old.

Don't look at the scars on my pale icy skin
and turn your head away
don't look at my curly, messy-like hair
and decide there is nothing to say.

Every smile can pass on a danger,
but can also create a dream,
when you see the warmth in its corner,
it is prettier than what it seemed.
Every word can lift your heart up,
but can also bring it down,
when you hear the smallest perfection,
all worries could seem to drown.

Don't look at my small and squashed-up writing
and feel that I'm not the same
don't look at the marks where i nibble my lips
and thank god I'm not what you became.

Every movement can forecast an action,
but can bullying predict a dark death?
you don't think it effects the victim,
until there is no victim left.
Every bruise can paint out a picture,
imagining how it got there,
but no one really does that,
they don't have the time to care.

Don't secretly compare my speaking to yours
and assume i look down on you
don't notice my dull emotionless expressions
and look upon me with negative views.

Every whisper can echo for always,
and scar a persons heart,
when they realize it's about them,
'that' pain will suddenly start.
Every person can help or hinder,
by judging or simply trying,
and until acceptance is noticed,
someone, inside, will be dying.

© Gurdy x (GoddessOfWings)