Paranoia

Paranoia is a voyeur

Green as the trees & bushes it hides in

Quick as a flash or the dark oval whizzing past

The corner of your eye as they poison your drink

With a pink powder like angel dust

Sending you in a tizzy as everything becomes dizzy

‘Til you forget how to trust your mirror

Wondering how your face ended up over there

Clawing your own off in terror

Tearing the flesh from your face reveals true Fear

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