I'm beginning to wonder how much of what I am is real.
I'm wondering if I'm nothing more than a mask upon someone else--crazy, isn't it? *Laughs harshly, trying not to show the fear in my eyes.*
I'm wondering if I'm shattering....
If I'm losing my mind.
Oh, f**k all this....
Did I ever have my mind?
I'm drifting and as I drift I'm plucked from the rivers of consciousness by caring hands, or sometimes cruel and indifferent ones--friends, family....Neighbours....Grocery store clerk....People at school....
And then I'm put back down again.
Lazily I float, and pluck amusements like grapes--erotica stories, texting, television, movies, games. Enjoyments.
Little human contact.
Because there are no humans to be found.
I'm wondering if I'm nothing more than a mask upon someone else--crazy, isn't it? *Laughs harshly, trying not to show the fear in my eyes.*
I'm wondering if I'm shattering....
If I'm losing my mind.
Oh, f**k all this....
Did I ever have my mind?
I'm drifting and as I drift I'm plucked from the rivers of consciousness by caring hands, or sometimes cruel and indifferent ones--friends, family....Neighbours....Grocery store clerk....People at school....
And then I'm put back down again.
Lazily I float, and pluck amusements like grapes--erotica stories, texting, television, movies, games. Enjoyments.
Little human contact.
Because there are no humans to be found.
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