Why do you need to know?

What’s the panic if you don’t know, what I am doing and where I go?

Why do you need to know, what I am doing and where I go?

You never knew me physically, yet you still want to know what I do gleefully

It drives you mad when you don’t know, what I am doing and where I go!

You try to hack into my accounts and befriend my friends to get recounts

But I don’t know why you try, because you need to know…. Why?

Are you going to do this until I die?

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