Stuck

I hate the eyes on me

Observing my profile

Taking in my attire

Breathing in my expressions

I want the stares to go away

I want to hide under my baggy sweater

But I can't

I'm stuck.

Reviews

[Terry Collett]

I guess one of the problems of being a female is the constant gazes and stares and not knowing the reason for them or guessing and not wanting them. Good poem, Jessica.