“boys will be boys”

i always walk swiftly passed your

watchful eyes.

i can’t stand to be evaluated by those

puny pupils

darting between my face and my body,

lingering too long.

something tells me you’re not interested in my intellect.

you never speak,

you just watch and then continue with whatever had your attention before

i walked swiftly by.

i remember your face;

disinterest.

burn.

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