My poem is about people judging me, for my clothing choices, for my decisions, for my life. I care too much about what other people think. At the beginning of the poem the person has a lot of hope and none at the end. My goal is for the reader be emotional impacted by the word choice and to consider how they act towards others. I take the reader through an emotional journey emphasizing how the speaker in the poem is lost and doesn’t notice the good things because they are too distracted by other people’s thoughts. Which kills the person in the poem in the end.