Judgement's Path

A crowded path in a square

Behold all eyes on you
And follow along the whispers
Lies, anger, and fear in a line
Ready to fire once spoken
Like weapons in disguise

You stand apart from the others
Waiting to hear their toxic words
And labels they bestow on you
Not a gift, but a giving

Not much you can do
But stand with your head held high and stand your true you