I see my imagination more than I see my life.
I explore the surreal land behind my eyes more than I explore the land in front.
I experience more time with others than I can with my own self existence.
I hear music to bring these together.

The world before me opens, but I remove it from the path I walk,
The world I wish to see is the world that can never be achieved.
I ask of you,
Close the world, Open the next

The person I am outside is different to the one lurking within,
My lies that mislead others mislead others to lie to me,
But I couldn't care what their reactions would be to the truth,
So why do I do it?
Do I do it to hurt me.

I would rather be helping others with their problems,
Than the ones that pile upon my mind.
Sadness in friends is something I would rather see experienced by myself,
Away from their smiles and glows of confidence.

I would rather people to talk about me in pity or fun,
Rather than shame or disgust,
For thats how I felt in school for others.
I do not know if people could hate me,
But I know I could hate others, brutally and destructively.
If my inner self were to become physical,
Than I could hurt others who could hurt my outer self.

Peace is a lie that others use to hurt, to gain power, to respect, to convict, to control,
To kill.
Everyone knows this to be true as everyone has committed the crime of peace.

Everyone hears my silence,
For silence is my echo,
And my echo is my invention,
That none can use or steal.

Words of grace and joy deliver messages of hate and anger,
Encoded in the sentences of sarcasm and fraud.
Am I then the one who hurts others,
When I wish to dismiss the annoying and confronting?
Are they telling me I have a problem,
Or is the problem that they are telling me their problem?

I believe in the Hedgehog's dilemma,
Therefore I need not be far from others in this lonely world.
But if I get close, I will not just hurt others, I will reject others.
This means you can be close to me, just don't touch my mind and soul,
For they are mine.

And now for my simplest of requests.

If I am unhappy...
And remove you from my space...

Leave...

Me...

The...

Hell...

Alone...

...no questions.

By Cameron and his willingness to begin to speak.