eyes down.

Eyes down,
and seeing all around
They want you to speak
yell at you, shake
up your limbs
And sew your mouth to your cheeks,
your tongue to your roof
your heart to your hand.
Give me a sign you say,
with hand out
and heart spasing there
To become like this was what you wanted
It made you a friend like never else
and a lover like naught before
A beating bloody mess is a shining beacon of--
come here--
and taste it. 
Why do you gag, when I hand you my soul
like you begged before,
wanting
for.
I give myself more credit than that and I am right
Don't push your human faults onto me
And don't look at me with those eyes.
Brown hair over sight
life
over right.