The Pain of Judgement
Though we all say that we love each other do we really mean it?
Do we always try to find the easy way out so we don't have to take the blame?
Do we all secretly hate or possibly loathe the person we adore the most?
Do we all ignore that person in the back of the room unsocial, beaten down, and never been looked at by another human being so that we don't feel the guilt of knowing that we never cared?
Or do we just wish that sometimes you are that person in the back of the room?
Never being judged or cared about because no one even knows your name?
Do we always try to find the easy way out so we don't have to take the blame?
Do we all secretly hate or possibly loathe the person we adore the most?
Do we all ignore that person in the back of the room unsocial, beaten down, and never been looked at by another human being so that we don't feel the guilt of knowing that we never cared?
Or do we just wish that sometimes you are that person in the back of the room?
Never being judged or cared about because no one even knows your name?