When you're aware of every car that passes and how every driver and passenger judges you because for the first time you etc you pudge show and make a lump under your shirt and your swearing in the spring heat because you wear long sleeves because you know they'll judge you more when they see a fat white girl with red cheeks and scars coursing her body...
Moral of this..
Is no matter what I do..
No matter how hard I try...
They'll judge my every move...
Judge every word and scar they hear and see...
And I won't be able to erase what they say...
Because, like everyone else...
I am human...
And wish I wasn't....
