Stares, unmoving eyes. Why is it I keep doing this? The dark writing and make up. So many eyes. Perhaps I like it? The passers to look and wonder. One eye blackened the other grey. Dark purple lipstick. Blue teardrop on a rosy cheek. Low pigtails, bright red shirt.

Black tank top and short pants, The black boots. I get it now, I do enjoy it. The on lookers getting a show. I want to look them in the eye and yell out, "I look weird so?" and walk off as if nothing happened..

Hehe.