I love your eyes but I hate the way they stare

They are like the sky

when I look they’re always there.

But i don’t know why...

why do they watch me?

What is it that you see?



Why do you look so much?

But never get close enough to touch.

That makes me mad

And very sad.



Just leave me alone…

don’t look my way!

If you don’t intend to approach

If you don’t have anything to say!



I hate your beautiful eyes!

Why are they always there?

I hate that they are like the stars,

Distant and bright

But they leave me with scars.