M Y - P O E T R Y
They're all out to get ME!
I look around
me, i check the wardrobe,
There may be a murderer in there.
I walk down the street, looking round me all the time,
I'm never safe, not anywhere.
I'm somewhere new... it's all to much,
My paranoia overwhelmes,
I see a man, he looks at me,
Then over to me he comes.
I run away in fear, in panic,
I catch the train, my mind goes manic,
Everybody stares at me,
Everybody turns to look and see,
The sweat that's falling from my brow,
I must get off, and get off now!
A tree becomes a hiding place,
For enemies and vilians,
My house is now a fortress,
That is full of traps and weapons,
I'm scared to walk the streets alone,
For they all will follow me,
What can i do? Where can i go?
What place will it be safe for me?
Perhaps if they all stopped staring,
Maybe if they went away...
Could it be that if they left me alone,
I would have a normal day?
Somebody once asked me...
"When did you get so paranoid anyway?"
so i replyed...
When they all starting plotting against me!
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A
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It has been known for people to take offense to my
poetry...
And think i'm a twisted black individual... who is arrogant and
distasteful...
This is not true (well, for the most part!) and if you do find
anything i write offensive,
please, please don't write to me and tell me, or complain.
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