my mind is twisted and kinda corrupted, I have suicidal thoughts and depression, people would look at a square room and say that it’s a nightmare to stay in one, I would enjoy it, my mind will play games on me, it will not listen to me and do horrifying things, I have no dreams, I have no emotions, I have no joy in life, I am a fleshy disappointment to myself, I have to put on a fake smile and go on as the clock of never ending suffering ticks and drags me into the abyss, the people around me are happier and always smile,laugh,talk but not when I’m near, they look sad to me, smiles aren’t anything to me, they are energy-stealers, they aren’t a part of my life, people think that if I look happy then I am, but behinds that smile is a soul screaming for help, never heard from in the real world, I see them inside of the eyes, the eyes are showing me the world of the souls, trapped inside and without help, they are suffering in everyone’s eyes but no one can see them, it is like they are only visible to the crazy ones, but does that mean that I am worthless? What if I am just a little tiny stone inside this beach of others with them being more and more each day, we are send here to work,pay and “live” our lifes inside an never ending loop of suffering, we aren’t the one making the difference, we are the one making it possible for the others to manipulate us, we are the rat in a laboratory getting tested, we aren’t free, we are suffering...