Some people say I’m paranoid…..
You say why’m I so important?
What’s so special,
Though I get the things your saying,
I can’t ignore the things I see.
I wander down the street,
And all the people stare.
and I wish I wasn’t there.
Every step I take, everything I touch,
And its just to bloody much.
I know the things they’re thinking,
Thoughts crashing through my mind.
Sometimes it’s so intense,
I wish I was deaf and blind.