Paranoia (outside the comfort Zone)

These walls talk nonsense, and the
voices of the crowd get to me.
Are they talking about me?
What are they saying?

Mind over matter, they say
but my mind plays ridiculous tricks on me.
"They are calling you fat and ugly, can't you hear them?"
I don't hear them,
but my mind believes otherwise.

My heart beats faster as
thoughts become worries.
"Look at that bitch, I hate her!"
no one says this,
but in my mind, I know they did.
and the sad part is-

--I feel it's true--

Miscommunication at home,
what are they telling me?
Are they saying I'm a bad kid,
or do they do this because they love me?

Edges blur, and what am I to do?
"They don't care, they just wanna hurt you"
My thoughts are yelling again,
and I can hear them so clearly.
It's a wonder those around me cannot hear them too,
because they are shrill screams of imbeded fear.

This fear,
fear of action,
fear of reaction...
It is what leads me to silence.
I know these people are walking all over me,
and yet I sit, and do nothing.

There is only one thing that can
quell my anxiety...
and that is to let go of their words,
and focus on positives.

I am naturally pessimestic,
so what am I to do?
I cannot think past those whispered words,
booming within the minds closed corridors.

So, infallibly,
this is what I do
I walk on by and continue on in-

--Silence--