Judge Us

March 4, 2011
The layers in our hair, the rips in our jeans,
The loneliness inside, the secrets we keep,
Black t-shirts with skulls, rainbow studded belts,
Staring faces as we walk, I hear whispers from hell,
They're judging again, and think I can't see,
The heart under the skin defines the real me.





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