Paranoid
Stop talking about me
I know you are
I can hear the whispers
The laughing
The shrewd little comments
I hear everything
Stop looking at me
I know you are
I see the fingers pointing
The laughing
The crude gestures
I see everything
Stop touching me
I know you are
I feel it in my mind
The hands
Moving over me
I feel everything
LEAVE ME ALONE
YOU ARE READING
above the tears
شِعرA collection of Poems written for the Poets Pub 2017 Poem a Day Challenge.