Run run as fast as you can......
No where to run no where to hide.....
People are watching....
Do you know what it feels like to have people spying on you? Checking up on you? Reading your mind?
I feel like I have one of those mood rings on 24-7 (I hate that phrase) and everyone is always staring at it. Oh its purple now, we had better do something about that. Wait, its red. Did you just look at me? Did I make it red? Why don't I make you blue or green?
People say that everyone needs an outlet. Outlets tend to shock you if you get too close to them.
Always keep your distance. Arms length? A ten foot pole? Restraining orders are for 100 feet?
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but that leaves no room for you.
Why does tension soound like white noise? You can't actually hear it but it slowly dulls the rest of the world to the point that all you can hear is the beating of your own heart.
Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump....
It gets louder and Epinephrin runs through your veins. Fight or flight, fight or flight.
Wait too long and the choice is always made for you.
Fight or flight.
Fear tastes like copper.
No where to run no where to hide.....
People are watching....
Do you know what it feels like to have people spying on you? Checking up on you? Reading your mind?
I feel like I have one of those mood rings on 24-7 (I hate that phrase) and everyone is always staring at it. Oh its purple now, we had better do something about that. Wait, its red. Did you just look at me? Did I make it red? Why don't I make you blue or green?
People say that everyone needs an outlet. Outlets tend to shock you if you get too close to them.
Always keep your distance. Arms length? A ten foot pole? Restraining orders are for 100 feet?
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, but that leaves no room for you.
Why does tension soound like white noise? You can't actually hear it but it slowly dulls the rest of the world to the point that all you can hear is the beating of your own heart.
Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump....
It gets louder and Epinephrin runs through your veins. Fight or flight, fight or flight.
Wait too long and the choice is always made for you.
Fight or flight.
Fear tastes like copper.
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