"Intrusion"
Why can’t I just be left alone?
They knock on the door and call on the phone.
They’ll peek in the window, given a chance.
You haven’t the resources to make a stance.
You leave your home-everyone knows.
Everywhere you go the traffic slows.
Disguises are so easy to see thru.
Your life is a book for others to view.
Careful of where you go and the things you say,
Everything you do seems on display.
You’ve tried to make this a positive day.
But those prying eyes always get in the way.
Someone saw you here, someone saw you there;
When someone hasn’t seen you it’s rare.
Day after day, when does it end?
When can I be myself instead of pretend?
Another day over, or has it just begun?
At one time my life was much more fun.
I close my eyes in search of peace.
Will the intrusion in my life ever cease?
