Realistic Fiction Isn't Real

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She sees the world so differently
She doesn't understand how people can live in it so easily
She doesn't seem she is
She looks at everything as a sound but you can't quite hear it, can't quite grasp it
But she doesn't want to
Because in her locked away look at the world she finds him
But reality finally hits her when she realizes, realistic fiction doesn't actually happen
There is no coma and come back to life in 6 months
There is no surviving a car crash
Or having your parents divorce be a tragic
It's you're dead, and you're perfectly okay with their split

This poem is about: 
Me

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