Paranoia

modulateLook out the window,
See the van outside,
Is it the monitoring crew?
The illicit undercover few,
Lock the door tight,
and hide under the covers.
Throw away your mobile phone,
Those out there know your alone!

Then in the darkness they will come,
While you pray to see the sun,
The doctors say your paranoid,
But who is to say this isn’t real,
Even if somewhat surreal.

Look out the window,
See the helicopter buzz,
Is it the monitoring crew?
The illicit undercover few.
Lock the door tight,
Throw away your train of thought,
Those out there know your caught!

Then in the darkness they will come,
While you wonder what the hell you have done,
The doctors say your paranoid,
But who is to say this isn’t real,
The devils do their dirty deals.

D 2007

(I get to the point with my blogs when I feel to need to tear it all down, it’s pure paranoia and I’m very prone to it. This time I’m trying to resist the urge. The past months blogging has helped me if no-one else. So I continue … for now.)

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