You cannot know how my eyes focus
At the signs that does not exist
They get shy and become buried (in my face)
While watching secretly over the wall
Do I make you laugh?
Or did you have enoguh of me, I don't know
Do I make you look at my face
If I make you laugh?
Glances would take wings and fly if your eyes touched them
Mind, cloud of dust, would be swept if you blew once