Who are you to judge me, when you haven’t even read the beginning of the story. You’ve walked in on a page, where I was least bothered to unmask my identity. Who provokes you to say that I’m unworthy to live, when you haven’t felt the pain I’ve endured in my life What makes you think I’m a heartless woman, when you haven’t seen it maim with time Why do you say I am good in a way? When you haven’t yet discovered the darkness within What makes you think you love me, unless you’ve measured the girth of sorrows that surround me Proclaim your love for me only when you’ve seen me cry.. #whoareyou #yqbaba
