with ease I held my tongue and turned away. my face not frozen with
denial, but calm because truth sets the soul in place. if existing
only consisted of waking up, then I have played a terrible role in
enjoying life. my torments are that of a unsound human. I twist and
turn do to lack of sleep. my thoughts are no longer my own. they are
no one's at all. a wish? I never had one. a dream? I never remember
them. I am searching for something that doesn't want to be found. you
beg for forgiveness, while I beg to be forgotten. if finding the
answers means changing to fit other peoples views, then I'll forever
question. don't act like you know me, because I barely even know myself.
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