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Post by Jessa Knight on Jan 27, 2012 0:03:44 GMT -5
Something it can’t be helped. It’s a little strange but I feel like I’m seeing the world through different eyes. Like I’m not real. But I AM… At least I have to be. I have blood… I think. I think, but they’re not my thoughts. I have to be real. If I wasn’t what would I be? Am I just air? A vision? What? I’m so confused. If I wasn’t real then how could people see me? How could I interacted with them? …Is this why I don’t remember I can’t believe I’m even thinking this. Why… I don’t understand, why do people like me so? How can they, look at me? How can they listen to me? Why?.... How come… I’m so confused! Why? How? ARGH!!
How come… I AM REAL!! I will not believe otherwise. I have my own thoughts and dreams sometimes. I WILL BE ME!! I will be what I want! I will be as I see myself! I will! I will! I WILL!!! …But what if others don’t believe me…
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