They watch me I can feel it
Burning holes into my ugly skin
Riling me hoping for a reaction
But I am tired
And oh so weary
No need for a fight but they won't give in
Pushing and tripping
Yelling on top of their lungs like they matter
I won't give in not this time
A fleeting hope that they might quit
Leave me to my own lonesome but not today
They seem hungrier a glint in their eyes
And I almost forgot to breath
All on my own
I fight the rules of logic
Running as fast as I can