Do not judge the outside

Who is a person to judge me ?
when they do not know what is inside
they do not see my sadness
nor the tears I cry alone
to judge the outside
that may not always be beautiful
but the inside that has so much love
the cloths I wear may not be new
nor my face always beautiful
but always kindness in my heart
a hand there to hold another's
in times of need and sorrow
and gentle lips
to always kiss away tears
and bring brightness to a sad day
do not judge me for the outside
but the heart that beats deep inside