1You looked at me
With your unfeeling eyes
And I longed to make emotion appear,
Anger,
Fear
Amusement,
Anything at all
Just so long as you
Did not stare passively at me
Now there is feeling
In your eyes,
The anger piercing my heart
Like a thousand little blades
And I feel like crying
Feel like dying,
Shrivelling up, and
Disappearing into the night.