I do not know what I have become or what has come to me. This mere insanity that drives me to who I am is turning into reality. So I do not know whether my dreams are memories or whether my life is a dream. Nothing feels real anymore or rather nothing feels insane. The further I’m left alone, I do not know if I come back to my sense or the sense that I perceive. With people or humans I come alone, it feels nothing but a dream. I cannot chose with path to take for it drives me into another realm I cannot explain.
