I guess I can sit here and act like there’s nothing wrong,
But really I can’t stop thinking way back when.
I’m afraid from now until forever,
About one sweet summer night ending in madness.
I can’t really see through this pitch blackness,
I’m hoping that no one sees me walking alone.
I look behind me a few times,
And make sure that I don’t look as scared as I really am.
I would tell myself that nothing was going to happen,
That I was almost home but really I was too far.
I stopped to cross that busy street near my bus stop,
Just to see a man staring me down from across the street.
I didn’t really know what to do,
So I made a right turn towards Pulaski.
I couldn’t see where I was going,
Because my eyes were clouded by tears.
I couldn’t understand why the footsteps were following me,
They just seemed to be almost five steps behind me.
I dared to look back and when I did,
That man from across the street was smiling at me.
I hurried my way towards the lighted street,
And all I remember hearing was his voice haunting the night.
I looked behind me when I was somewhat across the big street,
I didn’t see that man from across the street.
And from now until forever,
I am more paranoid than ever,
Because I’m afraid that the man from across the street,
Will be following me again..
