He sat there wondering if it happened.
Was it a dream,
or did it actually happen?
He had a hard time telling anymore.
His dreams seem so real.
Almost as if when He was asleep,
that was reality.
Not this **** world He was in right now.
He is afraid,
afraid to do anything.
His mind wanders,
telling him to stop,
that he is foolish.
He does not trust Himself anymore.
there is a battle raging in His head;
Constantly fighting His thoughts.
He knows what is real,
but his other mind overshadows,
and influences Him.
In the end He is nothing.
People see Him sitting there; Quiet.
Wondering,
what the hell is wrong with this kid?
Why doesn’t He talk?
Why is He so weird?
But they don’t know,
the intense thought and battles,
that are behind those bright blue eyes.
Staring out into the world,
piercing your soul and mind.
Leaving you uncomfortable.