Our dear judges

Stop judging people, as you'll only see the limit of your sight, so superficial, so negative.

Our dear judges:

You judge him by the fake smile he wears,
The sleep craving eyes and messed up hair.

He's surviving cold nights full of despair,
Mustering the will to live, a reason, a flare.

A dreamlike life turned to his worst nightmare,
Judging him today is so unjust and unfair.

Take a glimpse of his insides, if you dare,
You'll see a guy living, for the ones he cares.