I don’t write for the ones who doubt

But for the ones who lay out

Like the writings are of their own,

Never succumbing to the ones who disowns.

Funny how you blunt the others caliber,

When you don’t know about your own flair.

I don’t hate you for despising me

Rather thank you for solidifying me

The idea which was never there

Ready to be bolted in the stoneware.

Curious about the one who fudges,
Ever felt how it is like to be on the other side of judges?