Judging

You.

Don't look at me like that, don't look at me, don't say in that tone of voice: "You're, like, judging me, you know."

Don't say that. Don't you say that. Not from you. Please, no. You little hypocrite.

Who's been judging who, exactly? Who's been deciding who are idiots, and who are not? Who's been deciding who deserves listening to? Who deserves attention?

You. You have been the one judging.

You have been the one judging me. Judging all of us.

Don't roll your eyes. Don't lose your temper. Don't bang your head on the table. You're not the only one pissed.

Don't talk so loudly. You're not always right.

Don't think that just by talking loudly, slamming your hand down on the table, and tuning out others in your 'idiot - not worth listening to' list makes you right.

They act like idiots, but they're not idiots 24/7.

They have brains too. They have good ideas too. It's not a one man crusade. It's not your ideas, your faults, and my responsibility.

一人计短，二人计长。

加上你这一个，真的是三人计多。

Start listening. Don't bitch about it to us when it turns out you're the one whose not been listening. Stop making me repeat everything a second, third, fourth, fucking fifth time. My saliva runs dry and my patience runs thin.

My patience. Your lucky that my tolerance level is so high.

Get this straight - you're not the only one with a loud voice. You're not the only one who knows how to raise your voice.

You're just the only one talking loudly, and thats the only voice you ever listen to, anyway, since its the loudest.

You're lucky I don't try and argue back at you, voice for voice, loud for loud, temper for temper.

You're lucky because I care. I care. I fucking care more then you do.

It's not for my sake, its not for your sake. It's for everyone's sake that I hold myself back, because I know, I realise, I fucking understand, that its a fucking group project and its everyone who has to work, everyone who has to care.

But you don't care, obviously. You just want to bitch and make yourself heard and throw your hands up in the air when we all try and tell you politely, "We don't like your shit idea so stop trying to convince us of it otherwise."

And for fuck's sake, stop fucking judging me. You don't want to be judged, and neither do I.

Who, in the first place, told you that you could judge? Who gave you the right?

Don't use words that you don't understand. You look and sound like a fucking moron, and that vexes me up.

You little bitch.

You hypocrite.

You messed up in the head moron.

You fucking judge.

Sometimes (more recently, actually), I wonder why I care so much. It's like talking to a loose cannon. Nothing goes in, but everything comes out.

I want to jam you up in your damned barrel. I want you to stop firing for a moment and start listening. Start listening, and this time round, for once, actually look at your fucking target before fucking firing.

It's tiring. But you're not the only one tiring.

I'm not fucking invincible. I don't have infinite patience. There's a line before I snap, too.

I like you as a friend. But I don't like, don't want, you, as anything else.

We can befriend each other, but we sure as hell can't work with one another.

And for the fucking record, no one, in this world, should be able to judge anyone else. Not the best friend you giggle to during class. Not the guy in the black gown and white curly wig. Not the person who got a PhD in law.

Nobody should judge anybody, because nobody has the right to do so. I don't care how many diplomas you've got. I don't care how loud your voice is.

I don't want a complete stranger judging me. I don't want my best friend judging me. Neither of them are fit. Neither of them have the authority to judge another being.

But then again, this is our messed up world, run and controlled by us messed up human beings. No wonder Mother Nature cries.

Who wouldn't, with us stupid, judgmental, all-assuming beings ruling the world?