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You claim to be open-minded, yet you set boundaries which uninspire
You’re judgmental and don’t love people who are different, you only love the “different” that you choose
Your life doesn’t allow for true freedom, only freedom within a limit of constraints that were set by others, a freedom that won’t last forever
Your alternative lifestyle is draining and anything conservative is to be shunned
There is no balance
And one day you’ll find that between the laughter, the celebration, and overall dulling of the senses, that you are unhappy
And tired of being free
What is your opinion if
Your knowledge meant nothing?
What if your life's work was
Not what you were calling?
In my mind I search Heaven, Hell
The Universe and the Earthly planes
My mind, my soul
Reasons for life
Philosophy and psychology
Where is all this leading me to?
Do I hold value for myself?
Or in the talks I have with myself?
Or am I just reasoning
Something, anything
I am almost 30
Not a college graduate
I take the train
I am not established in my career
I can go on a shopping spree though
That won't ease the pain though
It won't fill the void of black
Maybe I have been wrong all the time
All of those books
All of that time spent
Reading, writing, thinking
Imagining, feeling
Is in vain
I go to a thousand places
In my brains
Sometimes it is nowhere
No one knows
If zero is nothing
Doesn't that make it something?
MAX castro May 25
One look in your eyes,
I can see you judging my personality.
One word from your mouth,
I can feel knives stabbing my heart directly.
One touch from your hands,
And I know that you will never see me so dearly.
Her Feb 20
Its kind of odd.
Not to say,
we don't believe you.

I'm kind of odd.
Not to say,
I don't think thats *******.

Its kind of odd.
You don't know me,
yet you make that judgement.

I'm kind of odd.
That doesn't mean,
you can say that to my face.
Dirk Salimus Aug 2018
Subtle tears remain hidden
Shattered pieces remain broken
All at once,while the situation worsen
I'm slowly forgetting my value as a person

Blood in my eyes,skin-deep shrapnels
Where's the button of life,can I undo or even cancel
I couldn't pretend anymore that I am tough
They restrict my freedom with the tightest handcuff
When would this stop,When would this struggles be enough

I'm tired of proving myself to everything,to everyone
When would this shame and embarassment begone
I keep on covering my ears,I'm so tired of this noise
But I keep on hearing them,I'm so tired of their voice

Wounds and bruises are left for every words that they say
When would this stop,Oh I'm dying for that day
I know its incredible,but I keep on believing anyway
And that's my wish for the world,til on that casket I'll lay
This judgemental world sickens me everytime
Jungdok Jul 2018
Society tells you to be yourself
Yet they judge you when you are yourself
Society tells you to be honest
Yet they judge you when you are being honest

Never let our society dictate what you have to become,
You are your own person.
Don't give a ****.
Some people
Family are so self-righteousness it's unbelievable.
Especially  Christians
They need to  look  at their own
Baggage before ripping out  others.
Joe Apr 2018
Why are you so needy?
Why can't you just sit still?
Why are you so greedy?
Haven't you had your fill?

I can hear you judging silently
Will you just be honest please!
Why do you act so violently?
Will your taking ever cease?

But sometimes your quite kind.
And I guess it's wrong to be so harsh
For your not so out of mind
And your not really a shallow marsh.

I shouldn't judge you so shrewdly  
For all your problems there is beauty.
amber Apr 2018
i dont want to be a part of this narrative.
my life is meant to be mine;
my will is meant to be free,
but what is surrounding me,
drives me to feel uncomfortably trapped.
can i change the way others choose to act?
what i can alter,
is who i am around,
and how much time i spend with them.
i try to limit the toxic energy some exude,
it tends to dampen and drastically plummet my mood.
i just want to run away & start anew.
solfang Dec 2017
Thigh gaps,
Wide or narrow space,
Funny how,
The gap between your legs,
justifies whether you're
perfectly shaped or unfit

just by the distance
of your thighs.

I truly wonder how
the objectification
of women started
with a simple spread of
her beautifully shaped legs

from calling her a ****,
to calling her fat.
you seem to have
many names from
just staring at the
legs her mother gave.

if I really have to say,
who are you to
judge that anyway?
I wonder who gave people the rights to judge one another based on how they look, or how they act.
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