You judge so quick,
Without giving me a chance,
Did you know I could sing, create beautiful art & dance?
The song I could sing you,
Could put you in a trance,
And the creations you haven't seen yet, I could place them in your hands.
You're judging me right off the bat,
A flip of a switch & a drop of a hat,
Belittling me, no I don't like that,
Pull the carpet from underneath my feet,
Or was it a matt?
You judge so quick,
My flaws you pick,
Judge the book by it's cover,
Did you look through the pages, did you even flick?