Judged

• Aira Envina, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

People stare at me as I sigh in defeat
I listen to my conscience, it defends me underneath
Gossips are spreading, I know they're about me
People laugh and giggle; they don't know how I feel.
What was their deal? What was the matter?
Would I defend me? Yet I still never bother
So the judging begins, I get more each day
It hurts me so much that I don't know what to say
I don't have anyone to turn to
I'd walk alone and not know what to do
If only everything had been a dream
Would it still hurt me like it did?
I could just stay at the corner, not bothering at all
Thinking if I could be at least someone normal
I'll sit here, forever just wondering
What the others feel about being judged too.