Do they know?
I can’t shake the feeling that I’m being watched.
I lie in my bed with my phone held high, searching to see the ghosts from my past.
I feel them walk by, how long will this last? I’m always left in fear. They are always feel near.
Do they know what I’m thinking?do they know how i feel? Do they think I’m insane, like I’m known to be.
I can’t shake the feeling, that I’m being watched.
I scrub my skin raw, familiar with the burn. My body’s already scared, what’s a few more?
Do they know i wish to be water, to swim through the sea? Do they know that I think I’ll never be free?
Do they know, this will be the end of me.
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