Sometime I feel like prey.
Prey to man kind.
I don't know where run or hide anymore.
I feel hopeless
Sometimes I feel the world is out to get me.
And they wouldn't stop until I'm dead.
I know I sound Paranoid.
I know I sound crazy.
But I can't help it.
I can't help feeling this way.
Feeling hunted
Feeling like prey.
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