Trapped

I can't enjoy the sun outside
Due to your peering eyes.
I see you through your half cracked window.
Watching silently from inside.
I'm scared of what you're thinking.
Plotting.
I'm scared of your peering eyes.
You stare at our yard expecting to see me.
But your the reason I'm scared of leaving.
You hungrily look me up and down.
I feel like I'm undressed.
But in reality I'm in a t-shirt and some sweats.
I'm coved up.
What do you want.
I'm not doing anything wrong.
I feel like I'm trapped.
In my own home.
i shouldn't feel this way
This is where I'm supposed to be safe.
My heart races.
But what can i do.
I'll never be able to escape, those peering eyes of yours.

This poem is about: 
Me

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