Burning Sensation

Everywhere I go I feel like people are watching me I can I hear their murmuring And I can feel their constant glances why are they staring at me? I immediately ponder their cold eyes pierce me like thousands lances Do they know me? Do they know of my past? Ah. I remember this feeling I’m being judged once again I thought that last month’s incident would be the last No one ever sees me for who I am? why should I strive to be something more than what society has branded me as When in the world’s every present eyes the past is all I ever be Whenever I look in the mirror I see a frail and hollow person who constantly haunted by their past decisions? How could I have been so rash now my situations out of my control A long time ago I heard that there was someone who’d never judge me based what I’ve done someone who’d love me unconditionally And call me his own But I’ve been burned so much I’m afraid . what will happen after I take my first few steps