Her judgement

Her judgement hit me,
Hit me hard. 
The noise she uttered,
A verbal red card.
I hate judgement,
It always gets through.
I want to be perfect,
I know that to be true. 
My mind started whirring,
With justifications,
Explanations,
And self placations.
The deeper truth,
Is she was probably right.
It's something I'll dwell on,
Long into the night.