The eyes

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Eyes surround me as I walk
Down the middle of the
Hall

The eyes are mean
The eyes are judging
The eyes are laughing

The eyes are crawling
Around me
And itching my back

I wish I was home
Lying in my bed
Where they don't look
We're they don't stare
Where they don't care

Where I can be me
Without thousands of
People judging me
-L

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