Judge Me Gently

 

If today my eyes seem more tired than normal

Or my feet drag along the ground as I stumble

Please, judge me gently.

If today my temper is more easily flared

Or my tears are quicker to flow, 

Please, judge me gently. 

There’s more to my story than I ever reveal.

And I find myself in the middle of a balancing act

Where one step brings this carefully crafted 

House of cards crashing to the ground.

So, please, judge me gently.

Sometimes the pressures that weigh me down

Are more than I can bear

When what I desire most is just one moment’s rest,

Or maybe one less cross to bear

But, alas, there are too many people counting on me

For that to ever truly be a part of my reality.

Please, judge me gently.

I’m not trying to complain or say I wouldn’t do things the same,

I don’t want out of this life or a change of scenery.

I’m right where I’m supposed to be,

So please, judge me gently.

I wouldn’t trade the early mornings, or the night time pill schedules

I wouldn’t walk away from my career, or my family that depends on me

I don’t want anyone different in my life or even for it to come easily,

Just know that I’m trying to be the best I can

So please, judge me gently.

Rachael Collins