My Friend Constant Paranoia-
Her name was paranoia;
and she asked me do you see all those people;
why are they all staring at us?
where are they all going, all knowing;
See them staring at me;
I walk on!
them all is just ahead of me;
a smile is just a frown;
well the people laughing yet they're cry;
but yet I can't see my eyes are wide open shut and:
who can I trust?
I'm filled with disgust;
why all these people looking at me;
While in the perimeter all I can get from her,
other visions of people looking at me;
Blue purple Royal or is it in the envy,
constantly paranoia!
9/29/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
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