Everywhere I go I'm judged
I can feel people's eyes on me
Just staring
While I walk the halls at school
I can feel all their eyes on me
Staring at me
Like a lion staring down its prey
There judgmental eye are everywhere
Just watching,
They judge everything to my looks
To my hair,
They judge my weight the way I dress
My face,
Just everything
I can hear them talk,
They want it to hurt
They want me to be in pain
They stare, just judging me
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The one who was different
PoetrySo, I'm not really sure how to describe this book. It's my first so please don't hate. If you wanna hate. Keep the comments to yourself. Thanks! Anyway. So this book will be filled with poems. Depressing poems, they aren't mine. So just a heads up...
