Don't Look At Me
I don’t like it when people stare.
Makes me wish that I wasn’t there,
Makes me wish that I didn’t exist,
Why do people stare at me like this?
Don’t look at me!
It’s not what it seems,
Why do you insist on ranking me?
Calculating with every glance,
Measuring my every move,
Why don’t you just leave me be?
Don’t look at me!
Why do you keep analyzing me?
I cannot handle your eyes!
Dark and cold,
Just like your soul.
Watching me from the moment we met,
And staying with me till death.
Don’t look at me!
Please!
I’m begging,
I’m on my knees,
Don’t you hear my pleas?
Don’t,
Look,
At,
Me.
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