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Nothing tastes right. I can hear people talking around me but their voices never quite touch me. I’m alone in here In this empty room I watch a tv screen It’s the only light in here It’s what I see through the eyes of this body. They’re all watching me walk Watching how I move but it’s not me. The person walking through the world is not me. It’s a prison. It’s a life sentence. I can laugh when I forget about my body When it’s just me and a screen Seen through a screen Is this what I wished for the end I can’t escape from? are my prayers finally answered? Will this be the end? I don’t know if I’m ready If I ever even was Maybe I really did want to get better
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Feb 10, 2023
Feb 10, 2023 at 1:35 PM UTC
Buffalo Chicken
Nothing tastes right. I can hear people talking around me but their voices never quite touch me. I’m alone in here In this empty room I watch a tv screen It’s the only light in here It’s what I see through the eyes of this body. They’re all watching me walk Watching how I move but it’s not me. The person walking through the world is not me. It’s a prison. It’s a life sentence. I can laugh when I forget about my body When it’s just me and a screen Seen through a screen Is this what I wished for the end I can’t escape from? are my prayers finally answered? Will this be the end? I don’t know if I’m ready If I ever even was Maybe I really did want to get better
It’s day two
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Non-binary/Haven, ME
Feb 10, 2023
Feb 10, 2023 at 1:35 PM UTC
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