Why I Stare
‘Your blond hair is so bright,
it’s practically a huge highlight,
burning retinas everywhere.
Really- it’s the only reason I stare.
Your eyes are like a freaking sharpie!
Everything you look at is marked permanently
and my unblemished skin is scared.
Really- it’s the only reason I stare.
And whenever I’m around, your lips have a weird twitch.
Is it a medical condition or were you cursed by a witch?
Before you start to think I care,
lemme make it clear- it’s the only reason I stare.
And the way your voice reverberates in a room,
making everything you say full of gloom and doom-
It need to stop because I don’t think I can bear
listening to it anymore. It makes me stare.
Oh! Who am I really kidding?
Whenever you come near, I’m totally staring.
Your voice, your smile, your eyes, your hair-
they’re only part of the reason I stare.
No the reason I stare is mainly
because your so alive, so happy.
So confident and intense that there
is really no way I can’t stare.
So, I’m not going to pretend anymore,
that my eyes don’t always follow yours.
and that you don’t make me stare.
Because it’s the truth: I stare.
