Prying eyes, always watching
Never ceasing, never stopping
Eager to see, to know, to judge
Their gaze, a constant nudge
I try to hide, to shield, to protect
But their eyes, they never neglect
To peek and pry, to dig and delve
My secrets, they cannot be shelved
I long for privacy, for solitude
But these prying eyes, they intrude
I am but a mere spectacle
For their curious eyes to speculate
I am but a mere puppet on a string
For their entertainment, their fling
But I will not be their plaything
I will break free from their prying
Eyes will close, and I'll be free
No longer a victim of scrutiny
I'll live my life, true and real
Away from their prying eyes, a seal.
About the Creator
Anand
A face in the crowd
Eyes that reflect the world's pain
Humanity found
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