Someone’s Always Watching

I'm going insane.
Ifeel I can't breathe.
Because no matter where I go, snow, hail, or rain
I feel like someone's watching me just down the lane. 
Blood always pounds in my ears.
I can always picture my darkest fears.
The eyes that seem to follow are relentless;
However, the don't seem to want to confess
That no matter where I may be
Someone's always watching me.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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