These bunch of idiots,
That surround me.
Their voices, their presence,
Ugh!! how much it annoys me.
Isn't it funny though?
How everything just stops,
The moment you're around me.

The sound of my footsteps,
It vanishes among the noise.
It gets to my head,
May be I should punch one of these dead.
But the moment these eyes meet yours,
The only thing that contains me is the poise.