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In a condescending tone I hear the way you judge my life At first I want to take offense and give into the strife Then I take a step back and objectively observe I realise your the one who's lost you proved it with your words You asked me shallow questions only focussed on externals Then judged me based on made up scales that give no weight to the internal Its proof to me that this same scale you use on your own life And soon you will not measure up and fall on your own knife Because you never can be good enough,  at least not for forever Your shiny stainless ego will soon rust from stormy weather
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
Inevitable Collapse
In a condescending tone I hear the way you judge my life At first I want to take offense and give into the strife Then I take a step back and objectively observe I realise your the one who's lost you proved it with your words You asked me shallow questions only focussed on externals Then judged me based on made up scales that give no weight to the internal Its proof to me that this same scale you use on your own life And soon you will not measure up and fall on your own knife Because you never can be good enough,  at least not for forever Your shiny stainless ego will soon rust from stormy weather
I used to let the judgement of others weigh me down with guilt. What a mistake. Don't take offense to those who judge you. Rather, feel empathy for them. Those who are full of judgement must live with that poison inside of them at all times and in the end, they no doubt will end up inflicting the most venomous of judgements upon themselves.
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
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