Judge What You Know

A look at how we blindly judge things we dont really know about.

They judged her appearance,the
clothes she wore,
her major adherence long ago was
close to a w***e's,
but now she's into garments,most
consider a bore,
knee length skirts,the kind you girls
abhor.
She has so many fiends 'cos her
friends couldnt comprehend.
They called her a fake,a sell out
because she had nothing you'd
commend.
Their comments were full of new
styles that they'd recommend.
But she held on,tight to her
intuition,
clutching onto her books cos she
understood why she paid for her
tuition.
They secluded her,turned her into a
recluse.
The boys never saw her bemusing,saw
her as a refuse,
jeering as she passed by wishing she
could be used,
but she focussed on her
purpose,refusing to be moved.
Turns out her previous life was a
paining sore,
all these people castigating had
never seen what she saw,
her past was so gory,felt like she had
been cut with a saw,
she almost drowned in that sea of
lies,barely made it to he shore.
She slept around,even with guys she
wasnt sure,
thinking the size of her hips denoted
she was mature,
she thought she found love,but all
he was after was her aperture,
She wasnt really ready,just another
lost amature..
trying to salvage reason from a brain
so premature...
She had a taste,and one day got
raped.
she bled and cried inside 'till her
soul draped.
She napped over any possble support
but they all fell,
she noticed that having ratchet
friends was a total fail,
she was left all alone,in this cold
world,pregnant ,diseased and frail.
Fast forward she decided to change,
Charge whatever fear she had and
change it to gain,
using her brain and flushing down
her pain in the drains..
She does it silently,no one notices,
except those who are quick to judge
her using blunt words from their oral
orifices.