Perception

You see my world
Like I see the sky
You see colors
Changes, similarities,
Only looking on the outside.
Never looking in.

I see the sky, and I judge
You see me, and you judge
How I walk, talk
Breath, think
Everything is critiqued
I cannot be free.
That is where I differenciate
Myself and the sky.
The sky does not hurt.
I hurt.