Do this,
Do that.
Always people,
Telling you how to act.
It's a little annoying,
Especially when your grown.
When it comes down to it,
Your always on your own.
Excuse me there, Mr. Perfect,
I was able to see..
Something that's stuck in your eye,
While you were disecting me.
Can you positively remove it,
That chunk of wood before it tears..
The windows to your very soul,
Can you pull it out of there?
A corneal disillusion,
Is your diagnosis.
Stop your judging,
Another so ferocious.
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