Paranoid Psychosis
My paranoid thoughts have interrupted again
Believing people are looking at me
The makings of an intense atmosphere and feeling like a freak
There are too many squabbling voices in my head
Creating so much pain making me feel tense
This aching head from noise inside makes no sense
What you see with me is not what you get
Relaying alternate thoughts which change and steal
What I’m feeling inside is so unreal
Why can’t they get out of my mind?
I can’t cope or need their voices and their lies
I just want to make them suffer and drain
Why do I let this paranoia frenzy play these games?
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