As I walk down the hall all I get are squints and glares...

Then hear snide comments as I walk down the stairs...

Though I'm not known,
Surely my reputation has grown,
From being sweet, to being a ******?!
Then, from lying, to being a snitch..
Now none of y'all know me,
Yet, I'm judged by what you see,
Bullying is the color blue,
You're telling lies, but swear their true?
How could that be,
I don't judge you , so DON'T judge me.
If you do,
be sure to think things through,
because when it comes to you,
being a hypocrite is something I already knew, 
So call me a whore, call me a skank,
But sweetie just know, the names you call me is EVERYTHING THAT I AIN'T