The walls are closing in. The curtains drop, I've locked the door. I'm standing with my back against the wall. These walls have eyes. I must not.fall! In vertigo I stumble, In confusion i tremble. I must not fall! These walls have eyes, & You are breathing into my ears. I am swathed in your stale scent. These walls have eyes, & They are breathing into my ears. I am swathed, I must not fall! The lightbulb is glaring at me With a peircing glow. I can't escape it's cone. In the mirror's sight, glass-eyed! Still, I can feel your eyes, Peircing into the back of my pencil neck. Are you even there?