The gaze
"Look away
Don't notice me
My movements are slurred
Restricted and tied
I beg, I beg you to stop
Don't pay attention to me
And live your life, let me be
I'm nothing to you
My skin aches
Someone is looking
They are all staring
watching, observing, judging
But no one is here.
I am alone
they’re staring
And I am always watching"
The Gaze is a state of being. Exploring feelings of discomfort and shyness. The restrictions and doubts, caving in to hide authenticity behind a facade of expectations, and the sufferings of being observed.