Nobody knows the real me. Nobody knows how many times I've
sat in my room and cried, how many times I've lost hope, how many times
I've been let down. Nobody knows how many times I've had to hold back to
tears, how many times I've felt like I'm about to snap but don't just for
the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that have gone through my
head whenever I'm sad, and how horrible they really are.
Before you judge my life, my past or my character... Walk in my shoes, walk the path I have traveled, live my sorrow, my doubts, my fear, my pain and my laughter.. Remember, everyone has a story. When you've lived my life then you can judge me.
"No one has the right to judge you,
because no one really knows what you have been through.
They might have heard the stories,
but they didn't feel what you felt in your heart."
