judgement

twisted versions spew out of their mouth

my heart it tethers at the sound

hate and lies spread with ease

I don't know if there is anyone I can please

they talk and laugh at my struggles

and make me seem like I am trouble

but they don't know the battle I have fought

my mind becomes so distraught

they don't see the goodness in my soul

they see me as crazy and unstable and not whole

their rumors thrive all the while false

and no one ever thinks about the source

I could never judge someone as they have me

but I guess when you're filled with hatred it gives you glee

to bash someone who has been through hell

when you tell the things you that were not yours to tell

maybe its because you're insecure

or maybe its because youre sad and bored

but why spread all that negativity

instead of filling your own life with sereintiy

I will never understand why someone is so mean

all I can do is hope and pray that they see

that their words they throw out matter

and they could make someone else's world shatter

you should not be proud of your gossip and opinions

on something that never involved you to begin with

take a second while you read

and wonder if this poem is about me

because if that answers turns out to be yes

I encourage you to self reflect

on your actions and your abilities

to fuel hate in this world full of tradegies

and while to your twisted soul it may seem fun

how could you ever want to hurt someone

you never know what they have gone through

so treat all with kindness and do what you should do

but what is the saddest part of it all

is that you hate on others because you are small

you project your insecurities behind a phone

and then wonder why you are all alone

see the funny apart about being so hateful

is that it makes you look very untasteful

and then when you have no one left to make fun of

thats when youll realize you do it because they are above

above you thriving despite all of your hate

so hopefully you change before its too late

because in this world you get what you give

and when you only give hate, thats a sad life to live

but the part you didn't know about all of your squander

is that in the end, it only makes me better and stronger

so next time you go to judge someone else

think first, are you really so perfect yourself?