Paranoia that resides and confines.
The truth knows nothing of your breath.
Not a thought left unsaid.
No hush— unfiltered; obsessed.
Haste to red— embodiment of embarrassment.
Conductor of my mental state.
A flaw of mine I so much hate.
Temper-less parades.
I have yet to find my escape.
......
Paranoia that resides and confines.
The truth knows nothing of your breath.
Not a thought left unsaid.
No hush— unfiltered; obsessed.
Haste to red— embodiment of embarrassment.
Conductor of my mental state.
A flaw of mine I so much hate.
Temper-less parades.
I have yet to find my escape.
......