Who we really are

How dare you see yourself as righteous. Your face is not near flawless. Your lips do not attract me and they have no right to highlight my answers as wrong
I realize my faults
I know my weaknesses and you have no clue of what I've been going through
You think you're so perfect
Always Right
So Wise
It makes me Gag
Why can't you ever lend me a thought
One simple acknowledgement?
I can see the color beneath pale pink
Don't act supernatural
We're equivalents.
Or did I not get the memo that God favored the proud?
Sure, you have nice thoughts, great ideals, dazing words
But I'm not gonna kneel to you
You have no right to push all of that on me when you haven't even read my whole story or even tried to look into my soft, dark eyes and see what's truly going on
You're the cause
You're the confusion!
You're the problem here and how dare you deny that
If any of the quick gazes and the romantic phrases were just coincidence, I have no sense. I'm the chaser, but you know how you said the first word and sent the
first kiss
So was I supposed to see that as false and understand corrupted logic? If that's what you thought, then you're an idiot.
Have you ever listened to me talk?
Heard me sing,
Pray,
Accuse,
Question,
Long for
My God?
No.
That's personal.
Those walks and those honesties are Ours.
So don't act like you know me
And judge my faith when not once did you seek my heart's ground. We are not that different from each other and
We all fall
So check the facts
And never play me again.