Am i being watched?
Are my thoughts being heard?
Are they laughing with me,
or at me?
Are they after me?
are questions,
i can't get off my mind
sometimes, i wish
i could just disappear
into the air
and be free
from the thing,
that i knew didn't exist
And i tell myself
It's such a bother
being afraid of something
that isn't real,
but then again,
i can't trust anyone
or anything,
including, myself

-Kaya