Prodding
Always watching
Stalking
My head hurts  
I cannot understand  
You're after something
that you can't have
That's why you try
to get into my head
Leave me alone
I cry and I beg
You just look at me
and tip your head
then you give me a smile instead
That's when the pressure begins
gripping my temples just like a vice
Grinding my gears,
stopping my wheels
Trying to squeeze out my life