Situations

Ten thousand stares,
All in their rows
Each their own judgement
Kept to themselves.

Wanting to know the thoughts
Of each and every mind.
Curiously fixated.
Afraid of the truth.

Surrounding every word,
Hints of anxiety.
Suffocating every thought,
Traces of panic.

Walking anywhere
Brings each stare
Burning deep into the flesh.
Kept in a nervous state.

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