Mysterious Me

They're watching me

Constantly moving their positions to see more of me

What are they looking for?

My plug? My button?

All the while waiting for me to expose myself.

But what if I show too much?

Over act, over move, over react to their reactions?

It's too hard to think about, too much to handle

Stop watching me, stop trying to figure me out,

I don't want to be watched.

Why must you be the judge of who I can be?

Perhaps because you're an observer.

Or maybe you think you can know me.

Go away, I don't want you to see me.

I'm crying, & dying so please go away

Watch someone else today

Someone pretty& graceful, tender & sweet

Whose curves look so natural & feminine.

The way I move, the way I act

Movements sharp & accented with pain

Don't watch me.

Flee while you can, to another room

A place that is more forgiving & willing to expose.

You'll never find me beneath myself

The only face you'll see is the one that's not me

So if you want to waste your time

Looking for a weakness that isn't there

Be my guest, observe my brick wall

Waste away peering into a vacant sign

I'll never give away what lays behind

Behind the face you think holds answers.