Paranoia
November 3, 2014
I have accepted my judgement;
That these acolytes have thrusted upon me;
They need not any hammers;
As their vision penetrates my skin;
As their minds grasp my very essence;
Constantly electrocuted;
I only have the hate;
They have given me;
I only have the insecurity
They have shown me;
Where to go?
For I am not lost;
I am only beginning.
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