Unaware Poem by Jeremy Williams

Why do I never see that innocent stare
Maybe that is the wrong term
I mean the adoring glare
How can it happen
Yet I remain completely unaware?
You told me that when we go out
You get jealous
But that's something I can't understand.
Everyone is looking at each other
Not as you say
Always at me
You say I love the attention
Maybe in there would lie some truth
But then again
Ask yourself wouldn't you?
It's not like I go looking for it
Or even that I'm aware
According to you however
People always stand and stare.