She is told to assert herself. Keep trying to join the conversation. She is told to make herself go unnoticeable. So she does. She is noticed as the awkward one, the weird one. She says one wrong thing, and she's judged by everyone. When will the judgment end?

She strives to live a carefree lifestyle. Wear the dress. Wear the shoes. Wear the sweatpants. Wear a full face of makeup or none at all. It doesn't matter what people think or say. But sadly to her it does. She already doesn't have many friends, so she has to care. When will the judgement end?

She chooses not to speak anymore because someone will judge her. She decides to wear the dress over the sweats because someone will notice her. She gets up early to put on that full face of makeup only to hide the impurities and be accepted. When will the judgement end?

She is flawed. That's okay. She doesn't believe it anymore. She has worked so hard to hide her true self that even she doesn't know who she is anymore. Does she really want to live a carefree lifestyle? Is she even real anymore, or is she plastic? She has no idea. No one does. They only know what they see. What they see is a show, an act that she puts on every day of her life. She does this to fit in. When will the judgement end?

So many internal scars fill her body. She is nothing but cracks anymore, held together by the acceptance she has finally earned. Is it worth it to be accepted if that's the only thing keeping her breathing anymore? She hasn't a clue because she's lost. She's lost in the mess of keeping herself put together to continue being accepted. When will the judgement end?

She is cracked, broken. She lost herself in the sea of judgement. This is not who she is. She's once again unhappy. Her old friends and family question who she is anymore. She questions who she is, too. She's given up so many values and beliefs to fit in. Her old self is judging her now. When will the judgement end?

She is real. She is fading. She is broken.