Paranoia

I feel a little left out. Looking back I guess I was. It makes me want to shout. Maybe it shouldn't but it does. Why can't I seem to get it right? Am I missing something? Maybe I'm holding on to tight. Or maybe it's really nothing. Why do they have to stare? What did they say? I wish I didn't care. I'm in complete dismay. Are they laughing at me? Maybe they're just having fun. I wish they could see. I'm coming completely undone. I just want to fit in. I feel so all alone. Do they see my scared grin? Maybe I'm really a clone. Someone please help me. I can't do it on my own. I could sure use a whiskey. Or maybe a headstone.