Eyes

Wed, 04/13/2016 - 01:36 -- Nsu

They are everywhere

Watching, waiting for a slip-up

Waiting to criticize you for 

everything you do.

 

There it is again! That feeling 

of eyes on you.

You turn and search for the eyes 

But they aren't there.

You can't see them, but you feel them 

They WON'T. GO. AWAY.

 

They've always been there. 

Maybe you can ignore them

But it's hard.

They are everywhere.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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