The days pass by like trains.
Unnoticed and not very important.
I'm here but from a far;
looking down at myself.
Not living for myself;
but for everyone else.
Making it feel like someone's breathing for me, making it feel like someone's living in my body, making it feel like I'm only the person watching; third point of view.
I don't know the person on the screen anymore. I don't know who's narrating this story. I don't know how to understand.
How do I understand?
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The days pass by like trains.
Noticed but still not very important.
No one wonders who's on that train-
Just impatiently waiting and hurried thoughts.
I go unnoticed like usual.
Just floating here like usual.
Watching these days pass by like minutes.
Watching me.
Watching you, watching me.
You saw me.
You see me.
How do I tell you I see you too? Because even though I'm here, with you, watching you, my brain doesn't match the words up, and it doesn't create sentences.
I'm just floating.
Cause' this is how I feel.
This is just I how I feel;
To float.
