Being Watched

It's late at night The house is dark The t.v. glow won't let me sleep A noise is heard I'm filled with fright The doors are locked I'm sure I'm sure A feeling hits me What's going on Did that shadow move or was it me Is this real Am I asleep What was that I check the phone, no it's not dead That would suck there's no one to call Those horror movies play with my mind It might be a burglar, or even worse I can see it now in tomorrow's paper "Boy axed to death while alone at home" The thing I'm scared of is being scared Courage prevails I'll check it out Feeling down the hall for the switch The light comes on but there's nothing there That window's open now what do I do Did the psycho enter here or not at all A slow pace draws me to the window