The desk in front of me has eyes. The chair I’m sitting in has eyes. The lights above my head have eyes. The walls around me have eyes. The bricks in the walls have eyes. The windows in the walls have eyes. The trees through the windows have eyes. The leaves on the trees have eyes. The road next to the trees has eyes. The lines on the road have eyes. The cars on the road have eyes. The wheels on the cars have eyes. The people all around me have eyes. The eyes have eyes. And those eyes also have eyes. My eyes have eyes. My skin has eyes. My fingers have eyes. My hair has eyes. My clothes have eyes. And every single one of them Is staring at me. And every single one of them Wants me dead. Everything wants me dead. Everything is devouring me.
Don’t pay any mind to the kid having an anxiety attack in the middle of class.
i can feel your stare while you lean up against the pole of the noisy subway you've got battered up sneakers and slightly messy hair you're pretending to look at your phone as if it is more interesting than my face you'd like to be in my presence yet the driving force of the train stops you all together. the lady overhead announces your stop, and i look up at you once again you make me think that you'll stay for the next stop until you slip out of my sight at the last second before the doors close shut.
some guy was staring at me in the metro, i didn't find him all too attractive. but there was a lot more to him and i could sense it.
I'm sorry that I'm staring I know it's kind of daring It's hard to look away from something so beautiful I'm giving in as usual I feel so warm when I look at you I know it's weird but it's true You won't let me have your love So at least let me have the view
Eyes wide as space staring into another face. Believe me when I say I've never felt another way of entertaining eternity. For I have come to a conclusion I no longer believe in free fun. You buy it in small doses chew it up and swallow. Come on jump down from you throne and buy another gemstone.
My eyes follow you Unknowingly I stare My friend breaks my attention Asking me what I was doing, Do I dare answer her and tell her I was staring at someone I care about deeply. No. So I suddenly answered nothing But she knew and said staring at him again... looking down I said no Embarrassed as ever, What do I do to break that habit that is continuously there?
staring at the white walls and the cardinal ceiling; eyes closed my body's posed for dreams' beams and leaps of sheep. mind high, i wonder why... twitch glitch ironic chronic anxious atrocious i lay awake i can't sleep gamble scramble black jack off-track insomniac
3 AM in the morning; what to do.... who am i.... where am i..... when can i sleep?