Stop Watching Me by Asher Wood (16, United Kingdom)

I’m breathing and they’re watching,
Sneering while I breathe
They mock me with their eyes, the way my
Chest moves while I breathe
I feel their eyes piercing my skin
Like a balloon I am deflated,
But then I breathe in again and I’m back to normal size
But they are still watching me and sneering
So I shrink down in my seat and become tiny

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buttheycanstillwatchmefromabove
andIcan’tgetout
of the l oo p
andmyheadisgoingfuzzy
justthinkingabouttheirthoughts
in millions, whizzingaroundtheirheadslikeaswarmofbugscrowdingaroundacampfire
eventhoughit

Doesn’t matter. I’m
Still
Afraid
Of
Their
Watching
Eyes
Watching
Me
While
I
Breathe

In
Breathe Out
In

Breathe Out
In

Breathe. Alone.
I am alone.
?
“Number 5647, are you ok?”

I AM SCREAMING
​
I TOLD YOU
TO STOP
WATCHING ME.