I saw my reflection blink
Once...twice...and a third time
Shivers run down my spine
As I take in those deep eyes of mine
Staring
Gawking at my features
What’s there to look at?
The look of pity she has
That I have, fills me with rage
What does she know?
Don’t judge me or else
I might just...
No, not today, maybe next time
When you’re not looking
So I’ll cover you up in order to stop that penetrating gaze of yours