Judge

I judge. Even though it is wrong, I judge. I'm sorry. Just because I am better of in certain ways, it doesn't mean I can look down or discriminate others.

Though I hardly know you at all, I see your life on your blog, and I realise that you are really living quite a beaten up life. In my circle of friends, we would have labeled you, NSK. Who am I to say that you are worst of and discriminate you or people like you.

I see you label you're many photos with songs from an artist that I know too well, and my heart just boast that you haven't heard truly good songs. Just because I am more expose to music that you doesn't mean I can boast that I am better off than you.

Break me, Lord. Break my hardened heart.