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Eyes on Me

I don’t want to be seen

 

I don’t want to be perceived

 

I wish I could go anywhere and be invisible.

 

People are everywhere

 

Eyes are everywhere

 

They’re all living their own lives but why do I feel as though mine is being watched?

 

As though they’re looking for a mistake in me

 

Is my hair messy?

 

Is my outfit mismatched?

 

Do I walk wei...

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