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I'm Paranoid.
Mostly about what you think of me, How you see me, How you judge me. I want you to like me. Maybe then I can stop thinking so hard About how to please you. I'm scared those I love Will see me as what I really am. A wreck. I'm scared you'll see how I play my games, And run from me. That's my biggest fear. Being alone Being surrounded by nothing. Being paranoid all over again.
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