Judging

You shake your head at me
But We've never even met.
You think you actually know me
But you don't and that makes me upset.
You don't like the color of my hair
So you roll your eyes at me in disgust.
And I sink farther down into my chair.
you stare at me because you feel you must.
You make me feel embarrassed,
I just want to hide my face and cry.
But in reality you don't know me,
So why should I even try?