I sit here,
tears down my face,
look tired,
scared,
constantly staring,
over my back,
i feel a presence,
not my bro,
although he's not with me
i know he's alright,
but this presence,
it's evil,
wants to kill,
wants to hurt,
i shiver and bleed,
cry in my mind,
you may think I'm crazy,
but,
am i?
