Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
You don't need to look at me like that
like you're a little bit in awe
and my fingers are encased in sugar
my eyes are made of pure gold
lungs of diamond
Don't look at me like that
stop looking at me like that
No one's ever stared at me
and meant it
So don't do it
stop it
unless you mean it
M
Written by
M  The back of your mind
(The back of your mind)   
176
   L, ---, The Haywire and Rj
Please log in to view and add comments on poems