I don't want to be here. I cant tell what's real or not anymore. you want to try me? hurt me? its what everybody else does. you cant break something already broken. I hear voices in my head. they don't stop. they tell me everything. they tell me what will happen. they tell me my worst fears. they tell my my upmost desires. I have scars in my mind and on my body. neither will heal. I see people. I see so much, too much. I want to be left alone. the people that don't exist are enough.