Paranoia...

The fake smile...

The pretense in my eyes...

What a good act I put up.

Are you so blind?

The pain builds up...

like layers of soil-

one upon the other,

hardening as the time passes by..

I desperately try to bear it.

Is it too much to ask from myself?

How long will it take-

for me to become paranoid?

But I see one pretty sight,

the silver lining on the cloud...

hoping that it will end soon,

that this shroud of paranoia will finally fade...

---• » Aamen.