The fit was perfect.,The colours bright,
She knew the choice to be just right.
The flabs peeked and she knew “They would judge”
Leaving behind wat seemed the perfect attire, she walked away.
Though he tried so hard,
Numbers made him each day retard
How much he wanted the career of his dream,
Mom’s words flashed “They would judge”.
It was a costly tag,
Yet she had to afford the bag
Worries in and smiles aloud
She had to do this cos “They would judge”.
The pain was intense and she pleaded “mercy killing”
The pug was old enough and he was willing
How much the couple wanted to kiss her a final goodbye
A decision that had a run over only cos “They would judge”.
“They judge” anyday, everyday
They judge not cos they are perfect
They judge to hide a life too imperfect
Flaws hidden, hapiness madeover
Backstabbed gossip, and it holds too much power!
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