In the middle of the class
I feel something behind my back,
Stares that keep on knock
Confused if it's for me or not.
I don't like assuming
It is a wrong feeling,
But if someone's looking
I din't think it's just nothing.
Those stares are bothering
I can't concentrate listening,
So I start doodling
And act like I'm writing.
Your eyes shivers my spine
The beat of my heart is not fine,
My vision blur the line
Who's classmate next to mine.
Pain got by the realization
When you had an interaction,
Feeling annoyed the situation
Hurt with my own hallucination
