i'm paranoid
everybody thinks the worst of me
thinks that i'm weaker than i should be
and paranoia
takin over my mind
you don't actually need me
you're wasting your time
you're doing this so i open up to you
and i say something that you can use to
manipulate me
when i'm suffocating
i can hear you saying
omg she's a whore
who even likes her anymore?
not like they liked me in the first place
no one needs me, i'm just here taking up space
waste of oxygen
and a waste of energy
stuck in my bed hate to be lethargic
i'm paranoid
scenarios replay in my mind
they hurt me and break me and soon i'll want to die
which is probably a good thing, right?
no one loves me, no one cares
although they say that they'll be there
only time i see them is when i'm breathing even
coz they're not around when i'm down, no smiling only frowns
but again they appear when i'm buried in the ground
or blown away in the wind
scattering the ashes of the past because i'm just an old thing
was never meant to last
in society, i now see
what people mean by paranoid
because i think that's me