My imagination knows no bounds, and the cognitive section of my brain is always in overdrive. Words come to me in scattered form that I fumble around with to find the way to express my overwhelming thoughts and emotions. 6 followers / 309 words
How can I differentiate between the lies and the truth when both are my realities? It's hard to believe that what I see and feel can all be a lie. I see me as my reality shapes me. Isn't that my truth?