Skeptical eyes wander down long halls,
Judge who are too short or tall.
Ones with different skin colors,
Faces walk by in a blur.
What will they think of my hair?
Just act like you don't care.
Pretend their opinions don't matter to you,
But they really do.
After every pair of skeptical eyes,
You start to tell yourself lies.
They hate you,
You don't know what to do.
You can't sleep at night wondering if you said something wrong,
Every second seems so long.
After countless of these nights you feel defeat,
But repeat, repeat:
I'm worth it.