A prostitute, a professional, a girl-next-door or on facebook,
Could be all in one, could be one each of them,
But who are we to judge them.
One driven by fate, one driven by choice,
Could be helplessness, could be broken heart,
But who are we to judge them.
Them people quick to judge free-spirited girl,
Rate them as loose character, yet quick to grab chance
If thrown upon them. Go no near confident and pious girl,
Scared to get their perverseness out in the open.
Understand the reason first, later to sanction verdict,
She is a girl, a lost daughter, a distraught lover,
Or a betrayed one of those by own.
Don't judge by what they do to self, judge by what they do unto you.
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