guilty as charged

oh! how we judge
just as fast as we blink
it's enough to preview
to believe or to think
that we know how it works
if they'll swim or they'll sink
just a glance to decide
in what neat little box
we put people like things
clumped together regardless
of creed, hopes and needs.

oh! how we glide
over the actual insult
casually bringing it up
like it's easy and light
like we couldn't be blamed
if those words cause you hurt
- 'cause you give off that vibe -
- 'cause I would not have thought -

oh! how entitled we feel
to hold on to our judgments

like sheer power of will

would just change or transform you
into that afterthought
nested in our perception
of whatever you could be
but we're sure that you're not.