High Nose
The judgment of others reeks.
Spoiled energy.
Sour taste.
Spit of disgrace.
No mistaking the weight it bears,
that stench of entitlement—
looming,
thick in the air.
Just a random poetry about how sometimes people suck. Don’t let the judgements of others cloud your brightness. You’re the author of your own story! Keep writing beauties! 🥰
Happy Friday! Have a wonderful weekend!
Poetic Earth 
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