Glass houses
Don’t
say a word or judge me
Until
you have lived where I am
Feel
what I feel
See
what I see
Hear
what I hear
Trapped
in your own mind
You
see my faults
Do
see any good here
You
throw your words like stones
Bruising
and breaking me
For
every wrong
You
carry an arsenal
Please
remember
About
glass houses…
You live in one to
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