Paranoia

The title is "Paranoia." I chose 'Paranoia' because the song goes, "Bring on the fight, pass the blame-I guess we're all paranoid." "Even when I'm exhausted from running nonstop, I can't see the end, and I feel anxious. Like a cornered animal, I'm consumed by suspicion and just wearing myself down." Right, right, that's exactly what happens when a deadline is looming. "Once I start worrying, there's no stopping it-days of sleeplessness spent thinking nonstop." You just can't sleep, can you? "I'm tired, so I just complain all the time, and since it's no fun, I don't want to talk." It feels like the tension is palpable. "My luck's bad, but when trouble strikes, it's like a board game-back to square one." That's the worst. "It was an accident, so just give up. It really pisses me off. Let's be careful. Goodbye, see you tomorrow." Sure, sure.