Perhaps everyone gets a bit lost in thought when lonely. And youre the same- infact its been nearly 18 years of your life and hadnt had the chance to recieve attention or love just to yourself, or experience it at firsthand. And its been lonely.

while loneliness rots deep in your core you as any teenager...you meddle in your thoughts about the topics not everyone wishes to discuss like....beauty, perfection, and flaws. who isnt obsessed over these terms these days. But we truly dont see the truth behind them, because everyone had different ideas of...the perfect organism. and your perfect view...is that monster in the Japanese folktale of a warcriminal. Why? You dont know. But its been on your mind like moths on a lantern.

going crazy in the lonely boring days of attending school and rotting away on weekends had driven you to hear things at night.

but was it...real or not? u didnt know or perhaps wouldnt want to know. Because what happens to you if u find out the perfection of your dreams is just your sick minds imagination- and beings like that truly dont exist. Or what would happen if it did exist? U wouldnt survive no fantasy that lives in your mind. Because perfection can be invasive.

but as days went on...you...felt no longer like yourself. Perhaps it was delirium...but no... u woke up at night hearing that weird breathing by your ears...and a shadow that seemed to move like the trees on a windy day outside your window. was it in you? In your mind or...in you?