What’s the point?
What’s the point when they keep
their eyes on you anyway
that one, keep keep keep keep
an eye on that one
and it’s all over your skin
leaving thick trails
with their peeled grape vision
like come across your skin
searing and hot and unforgettable
then cooling cold coated and clammy
You writhe and flex and dig deep
crawling into the ground to be invisible
to disappear from their witching eyes.
Their watching eyes all over you
to make sure you behave
because you’re a fuck up
because you fucked up.
because you are fucked up.
When you do right, and they’re still
watching watching watching you
what’s the point?
What the hell is the point
of being free
when you have hacks
everywhere you go?
Paranoia is a bitch. Sometimes there's the physical sensation of eyes on my skin that makes it very difficult to sit still and be in public.