I used to think that out of the six billion people that lived on this earth
There must be at least one that fully understands you
Someone who knows why you say or do the things you do
Someone who doesn’t judge you but instead gets it
Someone who never has to ask how you are feeling
Because they just know, they know you
Inside and out
They fully comprehend you and don’t mind when you show your crazy side
Because to them you are just you and they wouldn’t change a thing
They accept all your faults in fact they love them
Guess I was wrong because no such person exists,
People always judge, tell you what’s wrong with you
Why can’t they just understand?
The only person that understands you is you
So stop searching for that person to sweep you off you feet
And start learning how to land on your feet when they drop you
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