Am I paranoid
Or am I just running away
From the truth
Of their dislike

They never say a thing
At least not in my sight
But I can see it in their eyes
In their nasal,cold voice

I see them with them
Talk like a river, joke away
Walking with me beside
Is silence the only way?

I can't stand it anymore
So I'm building up this wall
But I'm leaving it incomplete
In case they decide not to do this anymore