I never look people in the eyes.
It isn’t a deliberate choice; I just can’t.
I used to, once, when I was younger –
when looking was less painful.
Things made more sense then.
You see, we look each other in the eyes
to see emotions; opinions; thoughts
made manifest in the lines of a face.
These days I have already decided
what you think of me. What you feel.
I never look you in the eyes, or anyone –
I never give myself the chance to be wrong.
So I keep my head and my eyes down
and I walk through the world assuming
that everyone thinks as little of me
as I do of myself.