Your Being Paranoid

Its Hard to Be a Man Walking Upright Anywhere Inside of this World They Taught Me to Treat Others the Way that I Wanted to Be Treated Constantly I Was Always Feeling Puzzled Putting Time and Effort In Just to Be Treated as if You Was Never a Friend I've Got a Very Rhythmnatic Intuitive Mind Which Kept My Introspection In Practice Threw the Years ,, Long Before I Gained the Momentum in My Foccus to Notice What Goes Un- Noticed I Listen to Men Speak and Walk Apon this Earth like a Captain with No Ship , Out in the Ocean ,, Boasting ,, Causing Emotions to Hurt Now I Questioned the Reflections of Worth ,,,, When I Got Betrayed by the Congression of a Church But Before I Even Had a Chance thats When I Got Nothing But a Glance to How Many ,,, Hidden Heathens that Be Walking Inside of this Habitation Distributing a Multiplying Habbit Secretly What We Would Know as Witch Craft of Black Magic Dropping Bodies ,,, Sacrificing Actresses Feeding into Wicked Practices Then Calling You Schizophrenic and Your Acting Paranoid And this How A Person Attempted to Bestow in Me Anxiety and Self Doubt But it Was the Father of Creation that Reached into Fire And Pulled Me Out Now Im Walking Right Beside Him On a Cloud And Some Others that Weren't Able to Come Around the Only Questions that I Questions Now is Will I Ever Miss this Mountainous Town When I Become ,, No Longer Around Just a Memory When Your Hearing On Me Sounds And Even Tho' I Never Spent a Minute of My in a Prison ,,, This Being Homeless and Facing Rejections ,,, Only Causes Me to Hate My Own Reflection Alll Alone ,, Everyday Watching to Sun Come then Go Away Knowing that for Me ,, its Just One Less Day in This Place ,,, With No Space Filled with Nothing but Hate In the Food that You Make is What I Can Taste