A time in everyone's life is crazy. My life is mostly that. In a world that doesn't like different people, I cannot belong. I wish not to die, but to live. I want to show those people that a different mind is what keeps us together. While I say that, my mind slowly drifts farther into madness. I sometimes catch myself asking where it all started to end with the same answer, I have no clue. They say you aren't crazy if you talk to yourself, only if you reply. I live with multiple people in the same head. Sometimes I cannot think because they are to loud. I wish I knew what was wrong with me, but now I have come to enjoy it. If it weren't for the way I am, I would be so bored. With the way I am, I am never alone. With that i am happy. My body, mind, and soul are different from the others, and I like it that way. Me, the most unique person whom I have come to know. I think to myself I am normal, the others aren't. Isn't what we all think about each other?
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Twisted Thoughts From a Twisted Mind
NouvellesA book explaining the demon inside me trying to get out. The sad, depressing demon that I keep down with fake happiness.
