It's In the Eyes

They say I am in a crisis. 

Which is strange, because they say there is no danger. 

Someone is lying.

Which is strange, because I hadn’t even told them about the people following me…

I still believe someone is chasing me. 

It used to be people on the streets. 

But now, the evil has transferred…

To people who I should trust. 

It’s getting worse…

Now it’s everywhere!

What? They ask.

Who? They ask. 

I can’t tell them- I’ll never tell them. 

Because it is them!

I can’t tell if I’m speaking anymore. 

I can’t tell who’s speaking anymore. 

They must be reading my mind. 

Because I never told any of them…
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