I see millions of them, surrounding me,
Each no different, and yet unique,
Unwillingly, I find myself in spotlight,
Like a really bad actor, in the midst of a stage fright.
I feel all the eyes, their unwavering stare,
With their intent, laid out frank and bare,
I see them all around, they are all I see,
Trying to make out, what I am and will be.
I see eyes of hate, of evil unseen,
In wishing my downfall, they are so keen,
I see eyes of envy, so filled with green,
Wishing to take away, what little I have.
I see eyes indifferent, that don’t really care,
Just looking beyond, like I ain’t even there,
I see eyes that plain look down on me,
Like I am a piece of dirt to wipe off their feet.
I see eyes of sympathy, glazed by pity,
Like I will never be as good as they have been,
I see eyes of anger, their furies unmasked,
Cuz of something I did, in my blameful past.
I see truth in the eyes, of all those liars,
Awaiting my defeat, while they wish me luck,
I see those eyes, that size me up,
Disguising intents, that only time will tell.
And then I see them, the eyes that I seek,
Hidden in plain sight, for me to find,
Eyes of friendship, to never break,
Whose trust in me, shall never shake.
Eyes filled with respect, for what I am,
That accept my strength, with my flaws,
Eyes filled with love, willing to care,
That fill me with pleasure, of their stare.
It’s for eyes like these, that I plough on,
The ones that give me, the strength to go on,
Eyes within which, a sight I see,
A pure reflection, of the true me.
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