ParanoidA Poem by LookwithinsightParanoid, self-centered. Craving joy, underserved. I’m paranoid, that everyone’s just acting to suit a role they feel the need to play. I feel the need to bleed. Bleed, and be on the receiving end of things but im paranoid as s**t. I’m cold, and silently blatant. Show me your grit. Show me your resolve. Show me what you don’t feel, what you won’t feel at all. Cause I’m paranoid. My eyes dance with shadows along the walls. No one knows, no one knows me at all. © 2014 LookwithinsightReviews
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StatsAuthorLookwithinsightLexingtonAboutMy name is Kimberlee, but people call me Kimmy a lot. I'm eighteen and I live in South Carolina. I never know what to put on these. I write poems. I'm making this so that I can meet other writers, s.. more..Writing
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