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Mar 2014
Just what do you think you're doing?
Tell me, who do you think I am?
Where is this anger coming from?
I just don't understand
How expressing my opinions
Sounds as if I critisize
If it differs from the vision
You may see through your own eyes
I don't mean to sound opposing
I don't mean you disrespect
For I honor your opinions
It is you who dared reject
For opinions sometimes differ
We will not always agree
But condemning me for mine
Is something you won't see from me
For it isn't your opinions
But your actions that offend
If you can't take what you're giving
Tell me, whose the better man?
I won't deny the differences
That make us who we are
I will deny the poisons
That your words would leave as scars
Your judgements do not injure me
They are your own addiction
Differences should set us free
Not deepen the affliction
This was directed towards no one in particular. Just inspired by an arguement I witnessed recently, and in reflecting on past personal experiences with the same scenario of being criticized for my difference of opinion by someone demanding that I accept and respect their opinion even as they disrespect mine by doing so. No one can expect someone to respect their opinion if they are not willing to return the same in kind, and they have no right to be angry when they are reminded that respect is a two way street.
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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   LonelyPoet, amrutha, Luna Lynn and bex
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