With the panic comes paranoia.
Sometimes, it is masked as, my friend, OCD
A wave of feelings linger either way.
Stay as if they were home outside my window.
And, then the conclusion, it is just me.
And, I am waiting for worry at the door.
With the panic comes paranoia.
Sometimes, it is masked as, my friend, OCD
A wave of feelings linger either way.
Stay as if they were home outside my window.
And, then the conclusion, it is just me.
And, I am waiting for worry at the door.
