Judge Me

You Haven't Walked in My Shoes
There Is No Way You Could
So Don't Be So Quick to Judge 
Whether I Am Bad or Good

You Haven't Lived My Life
Or Feel the Things I Do
Yes, We Are Very Different
But I Will Not Judge You

That's Between You and God
Whatever You Perceive Him to Be
I Hope Your Life Is Happy
That's What You'll Get from Me

But If You Choose to Hurt Me
The Foot Prints You Leave Behind
One Day Will Come to Haunt You
And Your Pain Be Much Greater than Mine

I Do Not Always Live My Life
 the Way I'd like to Do
It's Very Hard to Deal with Pain
Let Alone Deal with You

So If You Sit in Judgement 
Of Anyone in this Life
I Am Here to Tell You
You'll Die by Your Own Knife
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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