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Won’t someone tell me that I’m too paranoid

With all that I see - oh the sleep my body avoids

Just let this be a phase that will pass

A hurt that won’t last, an ominous cloud that’ll disperse

Chains of anxiety holding me back

The fear of society, oh the tolerance I lack

Now, break the barriers down

The fear that overwhelms

This internal conflict that persists

Dare I look to the future of this end stage race

My perpetual misanthropic thought process is breading bleakness

Expose my weakness to help with healing

Try a different road instead of just dealing

My tendency to go toward the dark side

We are all products of our surroundings