In theory, it shouldn't feel normal to be looked at
To be inspected
But it did
As if to wait for a misspelled word
for contoversial opinion
Life choices about your own body someone can't understand
Being listened to
Just for the pure sake of saying something wrong
Who are we to critique?
As if we have the wisdom
To teach or tell fortune
To know how it is to cope with these insecurities
Suffer with the coil in your flesh
Opposing against troubles
Scorning whips and arrows with no respect
Cowards of us all
Sweat under weary lives
Rather to cast a thought than a moment
With a regard to deny the resolution
Of which you know nothing of
And lose the belief in yourself and others
Walking the crowded streets scattered
Knowing what it is like
There, right now.
Walking the crowded streets scattered
In theory, it shouldn't feel normal to be looked at
To be inspected
But it did
As if to wait for a misspelled word
for contoversial opinion
Life choices about your own body someone can't understand
Being listened to
Just for the pure sake of saying something wrong
Who are we to critique?
As if we have the wisdom
To teach or tell fortune
Walking the crowded streets
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