Paranoid
Here, there
there, here
Is all the time
it’s all I hear
Rummaging around the crevices
that you would never believe
it’s there! I swear!
Don’t you see!
Insanity seems like a part of being sane
or shall I say my sane…
I’m loving,hoping
living, dreaming
that it would just go away
But it’s thinking, breathing,
seeing, knowing
at every part
of my
day.
Copyright © Kee Greene | Year Posted 2014
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