Who Are They To Judge? Poem by lee bredeson

Who are they to judge me and what I see! Why cant they just let me be and live my boring life out. All I want to do now is scream and shout I feel as if I have no home anymore I feel like I should be alone why do they bother me so. This I would like to know but I cant figure it out can any one tell me this, does anyone have the answer why can’t I live my life by myself why do they think they can run it. God gave me this life to control yet they interfere with it they don’t know me one bit so why do they want to control it.
Why do they judge who I love and who I don’t why do they need to tell me what to do. They all can burn in hell for all I care so they can tell Satan what to do. I will go to my grave loving her and only her but why do they not want me loving her is she a curse or a plague. The answer is yes she is a plague, a curse, a disease she just won’t go away I think about her every day and I try not to but there is no way. What do I do? Is there anything I can do? I love her for who she is not what she is and they need to realize this and face the cold hard fact that I will never turn my back on her for nothing. I have given her my soul and that is what she will hold till I die they wonder why?