In my head I hear voices. People think I'm crazy. In my dreams I see demons. People think I'm crazy. In my life I see faces. And people think that's normal.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this peom because of how distorted everybody
sees things. Nothing is clear anymore.
Birth sign: Not entered
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