You don’t know me,

But I suppose you think you do.

Look at me

Critique me

And say what you please

But what you see-

Well, there’s more than just that.

Be mindful of your judging eyes

For they’ll deceive you:

Make you look bigger to yourself

When you’re really quite small

Especially in comparison

To the personality that you’re scoffing at

Because in some way

It mirrors your imperfections out loud

And now you’re the one on display

For all to point at and laugh.