(Hey, I just met you... and this is crazy)
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You unhinge me with your stare
Your eyes melting through the fašade
I try to keep for you
to think that I am cool.
My carefully practiced charm
starts to crumble
and I start to mumble
just to break the silence of your stare.
I wonder what you see
looking at me so thoroughly
at quiet interludes of stilled conversation.
I rack my brain for one more story
one more thing that can shield me
from your eyes that pierce through
all the masks that I can wear.
I wonder if you can see through
all the lies I feel I need
to get me through everyday.
Am I giving myself away?
So I look back down on my plate
trace random patterns on the surface
trying to keep a burst of courage
Til I can meet your stare.
"...yesterday is only a dream, tomorrow, but a vision..."