Who are you to judge me? You; a person unclean, a gossiper, a lier. All these things you point out in my life, are just you in your reflection. Look in the mirror and tell me what you see, two brown eyes wide and scared even though you're trying to hide it, one nose scrunched in disgust, and a mouth set in a strange snarl. You are taller than most, but shorter than some. Most say you are beautiful but you laugh them off and say I know in a voice that sounds bitter and mean. So who are you to judge me? Tell me the answers I seek for! I demand you to tell me! As you look into the mirror and tell your self to stop staring and go, as you turn away from the mirror you still one more glance on the mirror and remember what you used to be; a bright cheerful girl, always smiling, and always laughing. Sadness flashes in your eyes for just that one second, but you shake it off. You turn away and tell yourself to let that girl go, she's long gone, never to return. So who are you to judge me?