Stop!

Where can I go, where can I be
without you following me?
Everywhere I go there you are.
Now it's beyond bizarre.

You're creeping me out, I must say;
don't want to go out today.
I never know what to expect
so all around me I check.

I've never hurt you, why hurt me?
Why harass to this degree?
A guy in stocking mask, really?
That fellow gave me the willies.

I can't believe you're doing this.
I think something's gone amiss.
I simply can't figure it out
Stop, or I'll go crazy, no doubt.