Existing isn't really Nor is surviving Just being alive is worse than being dead At least in death there is better kind of nothing Existence is nothing Surviving is nothing The basic state of simply being alive Is far worse than nothing. –------------- Breathing in for the sake of oxygenating blood cells Which in turn oxygenate organs Breathing out returns carbon to the trees Breathing when you have nothing left to breath for is hell The trees care not if you breath And when neither do you You are in hell Because, biologically speaking you have no choice in the matter –------------------------ I'm not like them, but I can pretend but I'm not like us either US are the insane, the mentally ill those who require supervision, and who frequently are under lock and key supervision THEY are also the normals. Functional, healthy and plain boring people So who am I then? I am me, but I am no one, but I could be someone. I don't have a place. I exist between two worlds. Alone, misunderstood, maybe misdiagnosed, and quite possibly maligned Intellect and charm can only get you so far. But apparently that line is a good life.