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Don't Look Down
You think you're better than everyone
in your fancy clothes, drenched in
expensive perfume and jewels,
leather handbag over your shoulder?
I saw that look, that sideways glance
given me as I stood there in the store
to pick up medications that keep me
alive. So sorry if I offended you in
my jeans and casual attire, long
ponytail trailing down my back, good
thing its cold outside or I would have
had on a tanktop, then my tattoos would
have bulged your condemning eyes for sure!
How dare you judge a person by the way
they look in hurried attire to only run
to the local store?! Must be sad inside
you, Honey, so cold, hollow and bitter
with nothing more to do in your leisure
time than eye people in disgust because
they're not as well dressed as you! So
sorry, Dearie, but most of our money goes
to bills, 4 children, groceries and my
medical needs! Why...I'd bet that all my
simple clothes added up together wouldn't
tally up to that ooh so fine outfit you
are wearing, but at least I am comfortable,
in more ways than one, might I add. I am
relaxed and confident and don't look as
stiff as you like you forgot to take the
hangers and tags out of your your clothing
before you wore them. So don't look down
at me you uppity snob. Why, just by you
doing that, you proved that I am in a far
higher class than you!
