Looking in; Looking out

 Endless nights I found myself
 Eyes affixed upon my window
 Moving shadows, moving lights
 Reveal strange figures
 They appear to change
 As often as a ticking clock
 Turning into devils
 Turning into man
 As they peer in
 With a steady gaze
 Terrifying to behold
 As nights passed
 Then it became mundane
 My fear had dissipated
 With only a thought
 Lingering on my consciousness
 What were they looking for?