I don't know if all these are just some illusions.
I don't know if all these are real or fake.
I don't know if all these are actually stories I make up in my mind.
I fear of knowing the truth.
I don't want to wake up one day realizing that all this while I've been mad
or somehow possessed that I may end up having split personality or what.
This is me? Is this me? The real me?
I really got no idea, I detest it so much that I'm just wandering around.
Because all I can do now is to continue the story and not waking up.
Salvage my soul, my mind.
I need help...
