| "Paranoia" |
| As the world flows with passion and laughter, You sit in your own little world, Filled with tears and disaster. Not wanting to hurt others so dear, You close your heart tight, Filled only with deep-rooted fear. You hope and you pray for all to be well, Trying desperately to save yourself, Not knowing what exaclty to quell. Confusiong and turmoil fill up your life, Sitting, all alone and dazed --Staring desperately at a knife-- (-or- Your whole life filled with strife) |