Why are they talkin about me?
They don't know what they're talking about,
I'm not sick,
I don't understand.
Or am I just paranoid,
I hear the whispers,
I know what they say,
I know what you think,
I'm scared.
Or am I just paranoid,
Time goes by and they look at me different,
I see them watching,
I see them judging,
They're coming to get me.
Or am I just paranoid.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
why care what anyone else thinks :) It's the most wonderful release...