What Do They See? Poem by faith toy

People look at me
I wounder what they see.
When they whisper in someones ear
I wounder what they hear.
Is it bad or more like sad,
Does it bring them tears
Or moreover fears.
Do they laugh,
Or look real mad.

Should I run
Or stand real still?
Will I turn
Or walk up to them?
Would I look real stupid
Or do I already?
Will I cry
Or more like shout in scream?

I guess I see real soon
For here comes some one judging me.