ME and me.

Whispers and stares.
Everyone gets them.
Everyone is afraid of them.
Judgement.
It tells you.
You're a liar, they say.
You're irresponsible, they say.
You're too good to be true, they say.
and you're evil, they say.
ME.
Mean and Evil.
But this, you describe yourself.
Everyone is, to tell you the truth.
Deep inside those beautiful facade,
lies weakness.
Humans are created with weakness,
it's a sign.
That we're not all that.
With all the chaos,
my facade melts and those weakness
bear its teeth.
You accepted yours.
I'm going to accept mine.
But with that weakness,
it does not indemnify the beautiful I am.
neither it does to you.
But in the end,
what we see, what we judge,
just reflects ourselves.
because,
to tell you the truth,
No one really cares.