Those grudging, sinful pair of eyes
They turn around when by my side;
Slaying me down with every look,
How much they desire to leave me forsook.
A glance and it leads me straight to the soul,
Yet another time, it fuels up my roar!
Those bitter lips, they grumble purposely,
I hear nothing though, yet all meant for me. .
If only they could speak of how much hate
Are in store for me, my future fate!
Cursing, swearing, their endless protests
I wonder, if only you lay that speech to rest!
The gestures you make, so hideous so grave,
I wish I cared less, were you ever so naive?!
Like a little queen bee you quiver and shake,
So pompous and ugly, will you ever get awake?
Fooling all around, chasing everyone’s gaze
I hope. .
You remember the way out your own maze!
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