My Stare Poem by Alicia Meyers

Amber eyes,
Firey and powerful,
Staring at you,
For you are under my control.

... You bow for me,
For my respect,
I won't kill you,
If you do as I say.

I look nice,
But on the inside,
That's where you have to watch out,
For I am mean and vicious.

I stare into your soul,
And striaght to your heart,
I look at what you've done,
And what you've wished you've done.

My stare freaks you out,
For it is making you nervous,
And a little shaky,
But you try to stop.

As your mouth begin to open,
To say what you think of my stare,
It shuts very quick,
Because you think I will give you my horrible stare.

As I give the 'look, '
My nostrils flare,
I breathe real hard,
And I don't blink.

But once I stare into your soul,
My amber eyes look,
And see one thing,
A little bit of good and a little bit of evil.