sometimes the worlds i enter are not the worlds i’m meant to be in i can’t deal with this pain too piercing to be real, too solid to be fake sometimes I regret getting into your mindspace the chaos is too reasonable too logical too orderly for it to be what it should it pushes me away strong-armed memories password protected secret files stored in colour coded vaults can’t break down the walls all I want is to regress back into myself and stay there-rocked shut you can’t pry me open I’m lost in my mental pandemonium - Vijayalakshmi Harish 14.09.2012