"you're such a pretty thing to be running from anyone."

i guess it's the distance i feel. the space between the souls of me and the people i'm around.

i don't connect anymore. i don't feel like the same species. i want to scream, but i can't. i am controlled by a society that won't let me fall apart.

don't freak out, don't cry, don't show it, don't be pathetic, don't be vulnerable, don't be exposed.

i am real, i am human. i feel i love i hurt i exude i hate i move i stand still.

i am to the point of implosion that no one sees.