Its funny,

i've been playing life like a game of rummy.

Year by year i watch my days pass,

as if im wathcing my life from behind a glass.

Derealization is what ive got,

I'm in control.. but i'm not.

Watching life go by,

in the blink of an eye,

although i experience it all, 

I feel as though it didnt happen at all.

My mind feels like one massive mess,

just another memory in my stream of conciousness.

it hurts that im there but not fully

id like to be, you know?

though nobody can tell,

and it feels like hell,

im locked inside my mind as if it were a cell.

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