Your eyes, while you shoot daggers at me, makes me miserable.
Your mouth, as you talk, makes me want to be alone.
Your ears; your laugh; your smirk, is enough to make me do some things I never even thought I wished I to do.

Don't judge me, You don't even know me.
Don't push me, I might fall off.
Don't tell me such things, You will regret it.
Don't do it, I never even did anything to you.