Of All Things

You ever get that feeling that you could pretend you're okay if everyone would just stop making eye contact with you?

 

Listen to me

When I tell you I'm fine

Look at my mouth

See that I'm smiling

Watch how I stand

I can hold my head high

But please, of all things

Don't look in my eyes

 

Look at my feet

Planted firmly in place

Watch my hands closely

I won't fidget or shake

Listen to my voice

You won't hear me sigh

But please, of all things

Don't look in my eyes

 

You might see the tears

I never learned to control

You might see the pain

I've been facing alone

You'd see past the mask

I've been hiding behind

So please, of all things

Don't look in my eyes

Reviews

[D. Christian Baker]

Ouch. That is dark.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Oh man! And they always do damnit ... they always look in your eyes.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Oh man! And they always do damnit ... they always look in your eyes.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Oh man! And they always do damnit ... they always look in your eyes.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Oh man! And they always do damnit ... they always look in your eyes.

[Shawn Drake]

YES!
Your rhyme scheme is deceptively simple, but packs a punch. Each word is perfectly chosen, integral. I would've expected nothing less. More please.

[C M Coger, Sr.]

could be a song.

[Mark]

I had the same thoughts as Beth. Damn hard to put into words, especially when it's happened to you: Someone who could no longer look into your eyes.

[Beth Holian]

I love it.

It conveys what so many of us feel, but can't put into words.