Stare at me
you critical eyes.
Watch me burn
from your gaze.

Hammer me below life
and splinter my works.
I can't fight back,
for I am powerless.

From different angles
you stick me with sharp points.
You laugh at my mistakes
and my flaws.

O come to me
bleak and dark eyes.
Focus on me
and see what you fail to see.

Tired blind windows of color
see me for who I am.