Judge and Be Judged


The bell rings

Waves of kids come washing by

You can see the fine line between each group

Jocks, cheerleaders, burnouts, and nerds

As you watch each one rushing by to get to their classes

You judge

You don't know them

But you judge

You judge the way they look and the way they walk

And the funny thing is 

That they are judging you too

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