Canticle

Judged

 

Do not judge me from the outside,

Because all you will see

Is my stupid pride.

It\'s like the saying, Don\'t judge a book by its cover.

My image may be scary,

But I\'m not like any other Person you\'ve met,

Someone you know.

Just because you\'ve heard it

Doesn\'t mean you know Exactly what I\'m going through,

How much I\'ve been hurt.

Stop judging my appearance

And treating me like dirt.

Open your eyes

And you may see

That what\'s on the outside

Is not what I may be,

Actually,

What I\'m not at all.

Please get over this;

Climb this wall.

When you see me walking,

Take a hard look.

Please stop judging me

By the outside of my book.

Maybe instead

Look past my face

And see that the outside

Doesn\'t mean I\'m a disgrace.

And maybe if

You took your time for a start,

You\'d see that the outside

Does not reflect my heart.