Somewhere, <br />One may find they are... <br />Unaware. <br /> <br />And... <br />Somewhere, <br />One may discover... <br />They haven't a care. <br /> <br />And even if they do or if they don't, <br />See their neighbors. <br />And even if they do or if they don't, <br />Belabor over it. <br />Something deep inside that's in a mind, <br />Wont stop... <br />Believing they've been followed. <br /> <br />Somewhere, <br />One may find they are... <br />Unaware. <br /> <br />And... <br />Somewhere, <br />One may discover, <br />They haven't a care. <br /> <br />Then a paranoia kept sometimes in minds... <br />Kept there. <br />Will make some people feel they are confined, <br />Everywhere. <br />And people like this are the ones convinced, <br />They're the ones are being followed. <br />Somewhere. <br /> <br />And even if they do or if they don't, <br />See their neighbors. <br />And even if they do or if they don't, <br />Belabor over it. <br />Something deep inside that's in a mind, <br />Wont stop... <br />Believing they've been followed. <br />Somewhere. <br /> <br />People seem to be so paranoid, <br />Everywhere. <br />People paranoid seem they're annoyed, <br />And they stare. <br />Something deep inside that's in a mind, <br />Wont stop... <br />Believing they've been followed. <br />Somewhere<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/people-like-this-are-the-ones-convinced/
