This is nothing I like talk about, but I will give it a try. I... it's just something uncomfortable with not knowing exactly what one is talking about.
I'm so afraid of what I don't remember... and should remember... and I am even more afraid of what I do remember.
If you wonder who she was, who Lynh Kee was, then I have no answer. I don't even know if that was my name. All I know I want to forget, all I know, is now.
I know that the voices are here, and they will always be there, whispering, screaming.
I know that they will always lie, always telling the truth.
I know nothing, and nothing is what I was.
I know that the voices are here, and they will always be there, whispering, screaming.
I know that they will always lie, always telling the truth.
I know nothing, and nothing is what I was.
What did I become? Who did I become? A mind shattered in thousands of pieces, pieces that can see each other, but can never touch again. Was this a choice? A failure? A reward? I know the answer, and I will always be looking for it.
Alone, I stand in the crowd, talking to everyone, speaking with none. Why do I thrive?
I see friends everywhere, and yet I walk blindly.
The Green embraces me, and I embrace it. All this is Real. Everything they say, it's all lies. Lies to me, truths to you, truths to them.
If you can see my blind self, you will know.
If you can see me, then your eyes are sharper than mine.
I see friends everywhere, and yet I walk blindly.
The Green embraces me, and I embrace it. All this is Real. Everything they say, it's all lies. Lies to me, truths to you, truths to them.
If you can see my blind self, you will know.
If you can see me, then your eyes are sharper than mine.
This is me, my entity.