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I think it is starting again,
The Paranoia..

I hear the voices rising
Such crying,

It captivates me just as much,
Still frightening..

I see the people watching me
Their gawking..

Can they see my imperfections?
My failures?

I see them following me now
Their coming..

I just know I’ve done it this time
But what?

What have I done this time?
You’re there..

Oh no.. you are against me too
But why?

This emptiness is consuming me,
The loneliness..

The insanity is taking over…
I’m paranoid