You look at me but you see right through me.
You measure everything about me from my clothes, my shoes, jewellery etc. It doesnt matter how i think, the things i believe or my talents.
You judge me based on one meeting and assessing only my external shell, my appearance. Then you say your a pretty good judge of character.
You cant even begin to scratch the surface of whom i am and what am about. I am not my hair as Erika Baduu says. Am more then my appearance.
Maybe if you looked beyond your “appearances are everything,” you would realise that we have something in common.
In the meantime keep on walking by, because you are too superficial for me.
That is a judgement based on intelligence rather then appearance.
