At the park, going to the grocery store
Walking around at the mall, going to the beach
Sitting at a restaurant, being at work

You’re judged
Wherever you may be
You’re always being judged

Particularly at school in the hallways
People rushing to class
People laughing and talking
Or the kids who just walk with their heads down

In that millisecond you see a person you judge them
Nobody can say they don’t; it’s an instinct that everyone does

You judge them from their clothing
To the people they’re talking to
All the way to the vibe they give you
You can never run away from being judged

It’s more common to be judged by the clique you’re in
Being in a clique is like having a membership card
In order to get a membership card, you must have things in common
Same interest, views, purposes,
Behavior, and sometimes style

Your membership is never final or safe
Membership cards can be denied
You have to go through a few to find the right one

If there’s one thing I learned by being cooped up in high school
It’s that you are always being judged whether you know the person
Or even if you’ve never talked to them

Rumors fly across the school like a dirty stench
People spend more time worrying about what people think of them
Other than what they think about themselves.

You’re judged
Wherever you may be
You’re always being judged
So leave a good impression