I have to behave in accordance to everyone’s wishes
I’ve become a shattered person; unrecognizable…
Day by day goes by and I’ve learned to dissociate
All my dreams were just figments of my imagination
Yet I only cared because they said I did
I realize now I’ve been lied to
There wasn’t a point to them to begin with
So it must be true….this, even, is just my imagination anyway
So why feel anything…I’m not even here
I’ll just repeat like a pigeon pecking at the same levers
Yet even my pecking efforts will not matter
It will be yet another dream, a hallucination
So I will just fall asleep
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I can relate entirely to this post. Everything is so meaningless but still pushed along, I feel like a zombie. Sleep is the only escape i have, until nightmares invade that. but sometimes reality feels like the real nightmare.