Who am I
to judge you so
fast
when I
don't even know your past.
Who am
I to say out loud
that you
stand out
in the
crowd.
Who am I to
not be your friend
when
you swore to be there in the end.
Who am
I to say you can't be yourself
and to make
you think
your just another book on the shelf.
Who am I to
tell you that you don't
have a
life
and to make
you want to use that knife>>.,
And
who am I to call you a name
when
all that
does is cause you pain.
all mine, please don't take
(: