Challenge
Label Yourself
Mislabeled
You label me by what you see
But what you see isn't what you get.
You see a young woman with a sharp mouth
But not the scars that lace her heart.
You judge a book by its cover,
And you're judging me by mine
Without ever bothering to open up the pages
And reading the entries within.
You think you know who I am,
When I don't even know who I am,
I spend so much time peeling labels off my skin,
Their words branded on my soul.
Look deep into my eyes
And tell me you haven't misjudged;
Stop picking one thing and defining me by it
While ignoring all the rest of who I am.
My skin is clouded by labels,
And all I'm asking of you is this:
When you see me, don't just add another label
Until you know the real me.
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