Objects in the Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are


This song is about loss, he lost his friend, he lost his father in the song to alcohol, and so on. We always try to look back, maybe in a sense to change things, and looking in the rear-view mirror we try to grasp on to what once was, in the past. And those things always seem out of reach.

Ain’t that the truth. Don’t tell anyone I used ain’t, my English teachers might not like it. But isn’t this the truth.

We see what we want to see, instead of seeing the person. Confusing right?

Whether you want to say it or not, you judge. I try not to, but it happens. You see a guy acting weird and you think creeper or stalker. You see a kid eyeing the front of a store, and think he’s going to steal. Noticed I left color out. See, you do judge.

We are judged by what we wear, or what we say, or how we write. I’m blunt in my online dating profiles, guess guys these days don’t like that, or they have no balls. Yeah, I judged there.

I am not prim and proper. I’m not 102 pounds soaking wet, I’m not skinny, I have curves. I’m not model material, I’m cute, with a nice smile. I have tattoos, and can have a temper. I’m not going to change for anyone.

Here’s where I’m judging again, guys, get over yourselves. Not everyone is perfect, quit acting like you are. Curvy girls need love, too. I’m not ashamed of who I am, nor should anyone else be. I’m not going to sugarcoat my profile, just to attract someone. I can be shy upon first meeting, but when I’m comfortable, I am a spitfire.

I’m okay with who I am. We put people down because we want to build this perfect society. It’s never going to happen. Many people walk this Earth, from different cultures, different religions, different sizes, various professions. It’s what makes the world go around. Either get on or go off grid.


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