Look at me. Look at me.
Please look at me. You'd glance at me. A slight glimpse of me and you turn
Back to your conversation. You'd stare at me. Creep your eyes into mine.
Whirling itself into my soul. You'd turn your back. Your voice a distant echo even though you're right in front of me. Right here.
Look at me. Look at me
Please look at me. My heart cries.
I want to yell it out. But thorns wrap around my throat
And I choke up. The thorns that lied gracefully on your roses
My mouth opens
I want to tell you how I feel.
But I spill out.
And you run
Afraid
