They looked at the shoes but never walked in in them
they decided how they felt but never tried them on
they experienced the color but never on them
they decided they knew how they would feel but never moved in them
they had better shoes
they had to decide to prove they were better
they had to know to judge something that wasn't what they had
they could feel as they could feel because they absolutely knew what they could not feel
Yet they never walked in those shoes
and the pain kept coming
and they didn't know
and they said it was behind me when this very second i got shot again
and they knew but they didn't
and everything you trusted betrayed you
but they knew all about it
and everyone you would have stuck by forever turned on you
to not only stay neutral but rally with strangers against you
and the will continued
all i left is the will
and they all know but they don't
no one who cared really cares
no one who judges really knows
no one can ever walk in these shoes
they act like they know to make up for all they truly dont