Have you ever
walked into a room
and felt like
everyone was
staring at you?
I have.
Have you ever
left somewhere
because you felt
like everyone was
talking about you?
I have.
Maybe it is
insecurities,
or maybe it is
in my own mind.
But these things
have happened
to more people
than one,
that you
cannot deny.
I try and
brush it off
but it's hard you
see when I know
that you talked about me.
If you don't like
me that is ok.
But please don't act
like we are friends
and then walk away.
I can sense the
hate while you
are around.
My ears are wide
open and that's
what you don't see.
I can hear what
you say
but I'll be the
first to
walk away.
©Amanda Catherine