Jealous Eyes

• Sommer Neal, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2016

Despising stares, all from seemingly nowhere,
Jealous eyes… oh how will I survive?
Be sound of mind, be brace and kind,
Guide me safely to the shore
Save me please from potential bore
I feel as if I’m losing my mind,
It feels as if something is missing inside
I feel displeased,
All my needs are simply dismissed
Maybe I'm the one with jealous eyes?