:: You hypocrites... ::

Yeah, we walk though the doors so accusing their eyes
like they have any right at all to criticize.
Hypocrites, we're all here for the very same reason...
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Yesterday, I had to go to the county courthouse to finally settle the issue of the vehicle wreck I had caused a couple months back.

I hate how, when you walk into that building, you can see people instantly judge you. The security guy, the clerks behind the counter, the other people in there. They look at you and you know they're thinking, "I wonder what crime she committed?" because you're thinking the same thing to them without pausing to consider.

I hate it. I had being judged by people who have never even seen you before.

I got out of there as quick as I could, and as I was walking back to my car this verse of the song popped into my head. It was so appropriate I had to do something with it.

Anyway.... this was a quickie. I didn't take much time to care about... anything. I didn't even bother with highlights. It was also a bit of a fail with perspectives, but whatever. I just wanted to get my point across.

I hate feeling like a criminal when I know I'm not.
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Caliber/art (c) ~Caliber13
Lyrics (c) Anna Nalick "Breathe"