Paranoia
You want me to shine with the stars,
Be brighter than the sun.
Be more powerful than an elvenking.
The extra mile dosen't have to be run.
You want me to be perfect,
You want me to have no flaws.
To be the first one standing,
To be the last one to fall.
So as I lock away my emotions,
Shutting me inside.
This beast we call-Paranoia?
Is eating me alive.
So while I'm locked away,
To watch my body decay,
Paranoia answer me this--If you would
Does human flesh really taste that good?