Yield to judge or utter your ruling without knowing my heart.
You have never asked me what it has suffered, who it has loved, and the hopes it carries. Part with conclusions and cease from sentencing me because you have never cried my truth.
In my addiction to peace and simple bliss, I’ve learned to defend my eternal right. Believe that I will keep my soul clear, shattering those full of judgment and pessimistic fears. So surrender and cry your own truth with no measures that it may free your heart and open your own to unknown treasures.