"Do you ever feel like you’re drowning in your own skin?
Like the reality around you is engulfing fake circumstances to make up for your lack of sanity?
Do you ever feel dead and empty walking into a room, any room, that isn’t your own, but you smile and laugh as if you’re not disabled and crumbling.
And you get home just to fall into bed and bleed on your sheets?
Do you ever feel hallow and sound proof?
Like you could scream and scream and scream until you could no longer breathe, and still nobody would hear a thing? It would just echo inside your rib cage until you tearlessly cried yourself to sleep, again.
Do you ever feel abandoned from yourself?
Like, nothing connects anymore. You glance in the mirror, and you can’t remember if your eyes have always been blue or when your hair got this long, and it’s hard to convince yourself that is you.
Do you ever forget if you’ve ever felt anything at all? 
Like, you can’t remember if you have ever felt a real emotion in your life, until you’re feeling it? And than it’s all too familiar once you’re, again, drowning in it.
Do you feel empty, too?"