Paranoid I look away from the world
My skin crawls at the thought of someone near
Tears build inside as I hear voices within
Wounds on the inside that don’t seem to heal
Picking at my soul without any regard to fear
Confusing not able to distinguish
What is real and what is not in my mind
Extinguishing the thoughts would erase my pain
And yet it would drive me insane
If not for the pain, hate and love inside
I would not be who I am today
Writing for you and me I finally understand who I am
One person on the outside looking in
Another on the inside looking out
Two souls entwined within one body to make one
created by SF
