I'm unsure of my voice, of these words leaving my lips, and this body that contains me.
Everyone here is MAD! You may have noticed, I'm not all here myself.
My head, is a terrible place to be.
No one has noticed how
B R O K E N I am.
I think a lot, but I don't say much
And it was. And it wasn't.
Time goes on, even when we do not.
Do I,
Don't I,
Should I,
Why won't I?