Eyes on me

by Saddy   May 22, 2006


Eyes watch me as I enter the room.
Their mouths don't have to move
because their eyes talk for them,
they are all the same.
So, I pretend
and give them what they think I am.
I will hide behind my smile
because they don't know what it is like
to be me.

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