looking straight at people's eyes

as if gazing straight through their desires.

i have those

but i am too scared for them to disclose,

and therefore i never look a person in the eye.

our eyes met

though should not meant to be

i was frightened

by the things he could see.

more and more

as i catch his gazes

those deep blue eyes

that you would chase.

they are charming but alarming as they must be

what's he thinking?

i won't know

perhaps never.

sometimes

he looks surprised

otherwise, he will frown

little time would it be sad

most to see or happiness

there are times simply disgusted.

maybe,

maybe i am disgusting

as i may be.

eyes and gazes,

vague and hazes.