Real human
Why is it they judge me? I'm not trying to cause trouble for any of them. But they judge and hate the truly flawed me. The errored me but the real human me. I don't mean to upset them but why they judge and hate me. The real human, though all humans are truly imperfect. And I am imperfect in every way I'm a human they want perfect. Not a human with flaws a real human.
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