Wondering eyes

I can feel their eyes
On me touching me
Like wondering hands
Out of place
Every inch of me
Becomes a face
A place to look at
My mind stops working
And I start looking
For flaws they can see
My hands tremble of fear
I loose my soul
To become a thing
Runing eyes never stop
Runing eyes learn to talk
If no one sees me 

Do i loose myself
 

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