I am not myself
I am not Lexi Greenwood
I stare into the mirror hoping my brain will connect the dots that reflect on my body
And realise that the person in the mirror is myself
But it's not
I'm trapped in a world where my emotions aren't my own
They drip and drop like the leaky tap that can't be fixed
I can't turn this **** thing on or off
I know the world is real but I can't help but disagree
Everyone acts like robots walking around accepting fate and doing what they do
The monotonous cycle that loops like the broken record of society
And I can't make it stop
I just want to to stop
I'm not myself
I am not lexi greenwood
I am no one
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 10:11 AM UTC
I am not myself
I am not Lexi Greenwood
I stare into the mirror hoping my brain will connect the dots that reflect on my body
And realise that the person in the mirror is myself
But it's not
I'm trapped in a world where my emotions aren't my own
They drip and drop like the leaky tap that can't be fixed
I can't turn this **** thing on or off
I know the world is real but I can't help but disagree
Everyone acts like robots walking around accepting fate and doing what they do
The monotonous cycle that loops like the broken record of society
And I can't make it stop
I just want to to stop
I'm not myself
I am not lexi greenwood
I am no one
My experience with depersonalisation disorder (a dissociative disorder). My personal views and struggles
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