Paranoid
WHY ARE THEY LOOKING AT ME
INTENSE ATMOSPHERE FEELING LIKE A FREAK
TOO MANY VOICES IN MY HEAD
SO MUCH PAIN ITS MAKING ME TENSE
ACHING HEAD MAKES NO SENSE
WHAT YOU SEE’S NOT WHAT YOU GET
ALTERNATE THOUGHTS CHANGE AND STEAL
WHAT I FEEL IS SO UNREAL
WHY CAN’T THEY GET OUT OF MY MIND
I DON’T NEED THEIR VOICES AND THEIR LIES
I JUST WANT TO MAKE THEM SUFFER AND DRAIN
LET THEM ALL PLAY THIS GAME
Hey Dave,
ReplyDeleteI really like this poem in particular since it reminds me of school when I was stupidly over paranoid about everything and everyone. :)