Shut Up


She's diabetic,

but you call her fat.

So she starves herself and ends up in the hospital.

You call him a fag for crying.

His mom just died from cancer.

Everyone thinks they know everything.

You know nothing.

You just call people names and push them around.

Shut up.

Shut your mouth and open your eyes.

Open your heart.

You're not perfect either.

You have flaws just like them.

Worse than them.

You think it makes you feel better.

It just blackends your heart.

Shut up.




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