Fiery Eyes Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

It happened to me plenty of times
And now I will express it on rhymes.

I want them to smile, I want them to laugh
But the jokes that I have seem not enough
To make their lips glance or even open
So I try to make them happy again

But why behind my merry intention,
Their eyes conduct a bitter conclusion?
I don’t know if they have problems on me
But all I want is to make them happy

I ponder deep, and the truth-now I know
Whoever you are, wherever you go
You can’t escape in the men’s fiery eyes
One of their hobbies is to criticize

What I must do is to simply adjust,
For a good metal is afraid of rust.