I pretend to have a mask.
To prevent people from seeing the monster I truly am.
Yet at times a mask blinds me from seeing the monster of others.
~C.Ø.

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I had no idea what happened.All of a sudden the colorfulness disappeared.
Darkness appeared and took over making me part of it.
Or rather I took part of it and made it a part of me.
Either way It was comforting.
Comforting in a way that unraveled mysteries in which I found truths.
~C.Ø.

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I believe that something being normal does not exist.
There is nothing normal.
Everyone is insane in some way.
Maybe not in the mind but maybe in the soul.
I never knew the difference between insanity and sanity.
Since, there was a thin line where I lost my mind, but found my soul.
Yet, found my mind but lost my soul.
Continuous struggling.
Fighting for a cause that was hopeless. Eventually letting go was a better option.
~C.Ø.