an idealist speaking her mind

everything is tasteless , nothing drives you , all pictures are the same colour , all songs say the same words , you feel empty , you don't know who you are anymore , you wish you can go back in time to meet the old version of you and ask it what happened ? what could have possibly happened to make you no longer able to recognize your own reflection in the mirror ?
 Was life that cruel ? is reality that hard to handle? are you sad because you changed ? do you hate your life for changing you or do you hate people who compelled you to become a different person just to be able to live among them ? since when you know hatred ? you never hated anything before .
you wish you can get back o the old you , you wish and I wish too .

Stop judging people . Give them a break .

Do you even know me ?
I really don't think so .
You pass your judgement ,
like Mr I know it all .

Did you give me time ?
Did you let me expose myself ?
How do you even know
that I'm showing my true self ?

Do I care for your opinion ?
I really don't think so .
your opinion is yours
it has nothing to do with me
at all .

Just a thought

Why we always try to impress those who don't like us ?
why this urgent need to be liked by every one ?