You’re paranoid

Always looking around

Terrified by the simplest of a sound

It’s not ‘cause your on some sort of steroid

You’re no android

So why act like you’re bound?

You’re not being hunted by some hound

You’re not stuck in a void


So should it be the same at school?

Just as it is at home?

Is there no escape to this hell?

Why must life be so cruel?

Must I die by the tome?

Will school ever be an escape?, oh well...

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