.pareidolia.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Operating without my consent
I wish I knew what's wrong, instead I say "I'm fine."
I say too much I don't mean; I'm laughing all the time.
Nobody sees the difference; I know I'm not the same.
I guess it's just a reflex: defenses for the pain.
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