Turn of the Tables

I sit down
I see you coming
I cringe inside

I know you're there
But, I don't take notice
I refuse to give in

I don't acknowledge you
I block you out
You continue to go on

Nothing I do
Will make you stop
You're such an annoying pest

I've lived with this
Ever since you came
You need to stop it

You are with your friends
You glance my way
I know what to do

I walk up grinning
I laugh as you cringe
You tell me to go away

Here I come