Stop taking my glances. I swear they’re tearing me down. I get caught in these trances, And I lose more of myself. I feel empty each time. They aren’t just open chances I hear the world’s whisper, But I feel the heart’s scream. Each pair of eyes are a sister. I want a mind as clean as snow, I want my heart to be someone’s home But I fight these these feelings as my fists get blistered.