Why do they stop to stare
Is it my beauty, or my chest that they see.
I close my eyes and vision my destiny,
The key that opens my broken heart unlocking
A troubled and dark past, I stop to wonder why
That has to be my mind blowing in different directions.
With strong wind and rainy days,
No happiness no joyful moments just painful
Ways that always stays.
Why it has to be like this, i'm caught up in something
That have me feeling like an angry fish,
Why do they stop to stare
Cold dreadful eyes looks at in obsession,
My body crawls in a utterly urge of discomfort
Spine tingles from the looks and touch of a furious beast,
Who only wants to feast on my naked body.
My eyes close my body shivers
I'm scared out of my mind but no time to quiver,
Why do they stop to stare
I would never know, just have to pray and vision myself
In another place But... no worries they will stop staring one day.
Home, home I shall see relaxation will finally set me free,
And stop and stare will no more BE ME
Alicia Wilkes©
