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A Short Poem about Paranoia ...

By beena, Oct 3, 2008 | |
  1. beena
    Everybody is looking at me
    But they think I am unaware
    Everybody is talking about me
    They have nothing nice to say

    I chew my nails and pull my hair
    I fidget uncomfortably in my chair
    I am the centre of this room
    All eyes are fixed on me

    I am being studied and analysed
    My every move is noted down
    By cold disapproving minds
    That penetrate into my head

    They pry into my private thoughts
    And listen to my secrets
    And later when I am not there
    They will laugh at me.​


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