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Judged. It’s like every time I move. I get judged so easily. It’s like every time I do something. It has to be the wrong thing. Yet every time you do something You never get judged So why do I get judged For nothing done wrong. Turns out I have my ways. I found out some things. You blamed them on me. But I discovered the unsolved mystery. In yours it was on me. And I believed it too But apparently to my sources. It was all on you. So why do you live such a lie. And you tell yourself too. Why do you lie to yourself, and believe everything like its true. Because in my eyes, your nothing but a lie. The thing is I see the truth. So next time you think you can find something on me. Remember that it’s always been on you. |
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