Sharp Eyes

I walk in front of you

Looking to the ground, not to the road

I know that I'm such a terrible mess

Not only for you but also to everyone else

I know I'm not the person you expected me to be

But what? Is that your problem?

Of course not!

Tick tock tick tock

Every second feels like a dead aim

I look up

And there you are

Looking at me with your sharp eyes