The Stutter of Life

Whether you want to know me, or not, I’ve made the decision to not identify anything about myself. However, I will let you in on a secret. I am not real, like you, I don’t exist, like you. This world is a hallucination and I am dragging myself on a black platform like chalk, like you. You’re wired like a calculator, you know the answers to everything. You’re theories are fact because you are your own leader. When I walk outside, I see the sun, I hear airplanes scraping the wind and I watch a beautiful girl pass by me. I am not outside, I am nowhere, I see what I want to see, just the same way you see what you see. It gives flow to my life, just like yours, but I walk against the flow, just like you. I am fighting a war with myself, just like you. I will not win, I will not lose. I will simply be me.