I can't sleep.
I can't string together a cogent sentence.
I can't obtain suitable f/t employment.
I can't dream.
I can't understand what happened to me.
I have a ripping headache.
I used to have such dreams and aspirations.
I used to daydream.
I want to be loved.
I crave knowledge.
I crave understanding.
I am a empty shell.
I walk around in a daze.
I sleep in spurts.
I think I'm going insane.
Or maybe I already am.And
I believe all this is happening to me.
Or maybe,just maybe I'm in a deep dream or
nightmare,waiting to be awoken.
In any event, it's pointless.
Who really cares?
I wish did,but to be honest I don't.
This is what it is.
Am I comfortable with it,no.
But there's no changes to be made.
It is what it is.
so be it.
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