i walk in and wonder why its like this. why the judgement is so thick in the air and the eyes start piercing my body like knives. i wonder and wonder who created the semi-precious looks and laughs. who really cared or who was cruel enough to turn it into pain and amusement. but, right when i think i will never understand; i then see society take over those who think they are elite or something better than the norm. the mainstream. proving every day of their so called beliefs. and then i look up and see who i am and love every part about that. i walk out with my pride and knowledge to never walk in again.