Why Does It Matter
Why does it any of this matter?
It’s not like I even care
Maybe it’s because I was always a chatter
Or maybe I just needed another pair
I tried my best, and I know it
Don’t look at me like you could do better
I will understand in a little bit
You cannot judge me when you can’t even spell a single letter
This doesn’t change me
It doesn’t mean I am any different
Does it change what you see?
Please, don’t look at me like I am an infant
This doesn’t change me
And it doesn’t determine what I will be
Copyright © Alessandra Fry | Year Posted 2015
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