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by Mick 7
Rated: E · Poetry · Philosophy · #865044
Most people expect perfection... but are they perfect themselves? Judge and be judged..
Sometimes I sit, when I’m alone I cry.
Inside I’m so sad and I ask myself why.
Why does it seem I really don’t care,
I have no one to love; nothing to share?

Yes, piece by piece my heart has been broken,
By family and lovers with words they have spoken.
Their actions and judgments are harsh and unfair.
Leaving me alone feeling confused and despaired.

Sure I have experienced life, with its highs and lows;
Mistakes I've made many; but they've helped me grow.
Spiritually and emotionally I know I have learned,
Friendship and Trust are two gifts that we earn.

For at the end of your road, I hope you all see,
People are not perfect; Not You and Not Me!

Mickey Mantle Fortin ©

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