When I was younger people always told me I could be whoever I wanted, but just be you and no one will judge. Now that I’ve grown, I’ve come to realize that was all just a lie. People judge me by the color of my hair and the clothes I wear, the color of my skin, the music I listen to. They judge me down to the food I eat. People will judge me for everything that I say and the things that I write.
Georgia.












