I’m not the same as you; I don’t watch soaps on TV
I’m not in agreement with you, when you use chemicals on spiders and bees
I am a different person, everyone is, and that’s true
So how can you judge me, just because I’m not like you?
Would you like it if I said, you’re better off dead, because you have blond hair?
Would you like it if I said, you’re bony and unnatural, no you wouldn’t that wouldn’t be fair
Would you ignore my harmful chants if I said that you looked gay?
Would you ever feel the same again, after the things I’d say?
So how can you judge me, for the way I am?
How can you past judgement to a stranger on the sand?
I don’t know you, nor you me
So why do you feel the need to always correct me for being me?
I am large and I wear glasses, I have a burden to bear
Why do you need to make life more difficult, by your comments and your stare?
Set aside your viper tongue and live at peace with all
Who are you to judge other people, on what they look like have some gall
It doesn’t make you look big around your friends you know
Because behind your back they say things about you, that you wouldn’t rather know
Just keep your poisoned tongue silent, look and love the world
Don’t judge the strangers on the street, or fate on you will whirl
You won’t always be perfect my dear, slim or unblemished – one day you’ll see what you’ve done
Punished by fate that your victims wished
a victims wish
I’m not the same as you; I don’t watch soaps on TV
I’m not in agreement with you, when you use chemicals on spiders and bees
I am a different person, everyone is, and that’s true
So how can you judge me, just because I’m not like you?
Would you like it if I said, you’re better off dead, because you have blond hair?
Would you like it if I said, you’re bony and unnatural, no you wouldn’t that wouldn’t be fair
Would you ignore my harmful chants if I said that you looked gay?
Would you ever feel the same again, after the things I’d say?
So how can you judge me, for the way I am?
How can you past judgement to a stranger on the sand?
I don’t know you, nor you me
So why do you feel the need to always correct me for being me?
I am large and I wear glasses, I have a burden to bear
Why do you need to make life more difficult, by your comments and your stare?
Set aside your viper tongue and live at peace with all
Who are you to judge other people, on what they look like have some gall
It doesn’t make you look big around your friends you know
Because behind your back they say things about you, that you wouldn’t rather know
Just keep your poisoned tongue silent, look and love the world
Don’t judge the strangers on the street, or fate on you will whirl
You won’t always be perfect my dear, slim or unblemished – one day you’ll see what you’ve done
Punished by fate that your victims wished
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