I won't judge you.
I won't judge your smokey eyes and your pouty lips.
Your freckled thighs and your pointy tips.
Your splayed emotions and your swaying hips.
Your played out heart and your high heeled kicks.
I won't judge you.
Your disfigured mother and her sad eyes.
Your hardworking father and your never ending lies.
I won't judge you when you refuse to take her hand in public.
I won't judge you when you act as if you don't know her.
I promise you, I won't.
I won't judge you.
Your fake smiles and helpless eyes.
Your smothered affection and your colorful ties.
I won't judge you when you laugh at yourself.
I won't judge you when you cry right after that.
I swear to you, I won't .
I won't judge you.
But I have eyes.
I see what is shown.
Absorb what is put out.
Learn from others mistakes.
But no, I won't judge you.
No matter how much I want to take your lipstick away and tell you that I love you no matter how you look or what you wear.
No matter how much I want to take your mother's hand and kiss her scars away and tell her everything is okay.
No matter how much I want to hug you and tell you that I'm here for you.
I won't judge but I have eyes.
And they say eyes speak louder than words and they show your real emotions.
No I'm not judging. No I'm not mocking.
I simply fear the day that you are called a slut.
The day that you are old.
The day that you get into an accident.
The day you are depressed.
Then what will the people around you do?
They will judge.
And that is because they don't have eyes.
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Of poems and thoughts
Poetry"My nana always told me. Lock your heart away before the big bad wolf comes to play. But what happens dear nan when I seem to have lost the key?" "Of bullets and shards. Of rubbers and ice. Of places and homes. Of broken ties that I cant seem to fi...
