Take a walk in my shoes. How far would you get? One mile? Two? Would you even make it past the first step? You don't know who I am or what I've been through. So why are you judging me as if you do? Sure, I may not be perfect in your eyes. But that is no reason to spit harsh words at me. You have no right to insult me the way you do. Despite the cruel words, I will not let you get me down. I will hold my head high even if I have tears streaming down my face. You know why? Because why should I care what you think of me? You are just someone I have to put up with for two more years. Then I will never have to see your face or hear you snake like voice ever again.