lalala

I watched myself die a million times now. From a far, as if I was watching a tragedy starring myself. I always died looking like an idiot, too. I would choke on water or something. Pathetic, really. Every time I would die, nobody would come to my rescue. I just watched myself suffocate accidentally, with locked eyes, unable to save my dying self. Not like I'd want to.
This world that we know as Mass Reality has restrictions on human emotions and everything is controlled. Then theres the ones who slip out of those restrictions and start to develop their own feelings, whether its partially or entirely. Their pain is no longer artificial; it's genuine. As well as happiness. These people also have a purpose in life thats greater than those who abide to Mass Reality's rules. Yet these purposes are unknown. There's something coded in the minds of the Masses of Humanity that makes them terrified of self realization. The Mass of Humanity desires pain, yet they refuse to admit it. They destroy themselves just to feel pain.