i can feel the crazy start to rise.
in between my eyes and thighs.
That one thought, that one idea
yesterday sounded crazy
but today seems so real.
Paranoid is how i feel.
They changed my street lamps last  month
and I can notice a change.
Like the atoms of my neighbor hood
have been rearranged.
And did i mention the repetition of faces
on different bodies.
I'm beginning to think ******* with me is someones hobby.
like one day I'll wake up in a hospital and be rolled out to the lobby
and I've been asleep the whole time trapped in a dream.
cause nothing seems to real.