AnxietyA Poem by EternalFlame
They're all staring at me you say
But it's not you they see
Just a twisted reflection of themselves
with all their flaws exposed
Little red circles around
Little red circles blocking
They're all staring at me you say,
But it's not you they see.
© 2012 EternalFlame
AboutWriting isn't really a huge hobby of mine, I don't aspire to be well known or a "poet" or ever get published. However, when life makes me want to pelt angry porcupines at people; a pen and paper alway.. more..