N for Nebulous
It really feels as if I'm in a separate box from the others. It's as if my own box is sealed, no way of getting in or out. The air gets thinner and thinner as time goes by, without anyone opening the box.
It's either I hsve to open it or someone else. I can try but it's sealed from the outside. Or was it me that sealed it up the first place?
Either way I'll just stay in the box by myself. I stare up at the ceiling and the floor everyday. The usual. There is nothing else I can do.
Usually I get hit either in the early mornings or the late nights. Or if I'm with people and I realize how they are.
There's so much going on with others. It's as if they have everything planned. They talk to others about their plans and activities.
The box is getting colder and colder.
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