holo wake up with a blank stare I'm looking in the mirror but no one is there I am waiting for you, I am waiting for you get out of my bed, get in my head we could delete my body and stay inside I've been trying and I think maybe, just maybe we could feel alright (I wish that I could throw out this shell, this is my own personal hell) =̨̠↨̣͙̩̥¡͚̤̖̰͙͖«T͇͍͇́U̧̺6͕̲̝̰̱͇͚§̢̣ͅx̥̻̺̗`͍̞̣͚̩̠̣Ö̸̫͕͚͇͇͓̣{̟̙'҉̟̥̥͍͇̯̳2̖̟̫á̬͔̝̞͕̝↓̬͇̪̩̣͈̜&̷̱x̝̦̻͙͎u̸͙̜̜̤̦◄̫̲̪͕♠̼̱̤͔ͅ○͉̱͟○̤̲͔̻̤͔͓͟○͉͙̣M̡̟̜̮̖ẂA͏̖↑̩͙̠̫̫╓̩͓͇ô̲̞̩̩̳̙͜T̙̫͙q̦̭̺̮͞T͢ô○̶̻̖̰̲̗̯σ̻̟̹͉͡-̰̣̖̩̘╩̙̖̞σ̦̞̜̬Φ̵̫̺̜̤ͅ4̢̠̠̠̱͔̣♠̘̠̤̟̝̻̘r♠̤͕ͅ-͇͖͖̰̮̝m̧̩͔̥̺͔̣▌͓̘̘̩̱͇͈§̴̮̮̲͔̳̮͕A͉̟ƒ̯̖͘?̷̫͎̺̻͍̻̻§j̩̤̲͉ß͍̬̥̫͈͢$ ±͖u̶͉5 evaporating my head was stuck in a microwave but that was okay that's not what scares me it's forgetting how to do those simple things 1. not getting out of bed 2. not talking to your friends are all signs you're forgetting how to be someone again my head was stuck in the microwave I forgot I could turn it on I spent a few months in the sun evaporating and forgetting how to be someone tell me when it's safe to come out and I will I'm trying to dig my way out o̦̘̖̖͓̞̪͘k̙̦̞̰̹͙a͏y̟͙͙͈̯͢ͅ,̫ ̷͚̳͔̜s̯̖͕o͍͔̩̝̟̣͉r̟̲̠͚ţ̘̹̳͍̼͔ ̶̦̱͇o̰f̲ͅ ̨͉̜̼s̷̹͚p̝̦͎a͓͟c͉i̶̜̲̜n̶g̦̘̻̖̲̙͎ ̠o̧͇n̻̟̞̙̦̲̯͝ ̛̼͕̺̼̝y͔͉̬̟͢o̩̥̰͖͎͚͔ur̭̥̟̤ ͇̰̖͇̤͍͢n̞̮͍̥a͉͡m̲̙e̫̹̱̠̮͡.̟̫̻.͏̩̖̯.̢ ̴̪͕̜ͅA̦̩͍̞̪ͅș̳̩a͎ͅi̫̞̭̲̺͞a̡̹̳̻͚̣̝h̞̪ ̻̮̮̘͈w͇̬e̤͘l̲͚̬l̗̘̭͇,̰̯̱̼̤ ̜̹͉̻̱͈̀A̳̤̥͇̬s̱̗̪͍̰̥̫a҉͕͓i̫a̴̼h̫̠͔͉̼̭̭,͉͠ Į̱̬̩ͅ'̡͓̤m̧̞̯ ̵n̮͇̲̝̯͟ơ͉̗̟͈̞̯̺t̼͉ ̡̟̲̹̞g͎͎̥͉̮͢o̪̗̳i̭̖̹n̻͜ͅg̶͖͉͎̦̪̫ ̭̯̣̪ţ̙͇͍̖o͕̘͕͓̭͢ b̝̖̯͠e̻̝̭̙͇ ̰̭̻̣͎̻͔p̗͖̝͔̺̮ḁ̣̮̝̱̪͓y͖͡i̡͈̥̦̫n̘̺͖̜̠ͅg̪̩̭ ͔̩͕f̪̣̻o̱̲͕͖̲ͅr̲̪͍̰͕̳͈͜ ̬͎̺y͖̯̠o̩̘̬u̗͙͍͞r ṱ̳̦̱̗u̗͓̘͓͡i̢t̵͍͎̙̲̦i̬͙͎o̤̞n͚̹͓͔͓..̘̼̦̩͡.҉ ̗̹͔̖͓͠ͅ*͠l̟̪͇͙a͟ù͓̤gh͖͠t̙̹͝e̛̺̠̖͔ͅr̘͉̘̞̤͈*̺̜̝̻̼̱ ̳͈͇w̻̟̖̳̻hḭ̯͈͍͡ͅc͖̹̱̙͕̫̮h̝͚̺̩͖̹ ̮b̰̠̕r̜̗i̭n̝̺̺͎̞͈͢g̹̜͍͘s̹̯͓̱͓͉ ͓̰̣̻̲m͎͙̤é͚ ̷t̝̣̺̺̼͔ͅo̫͍̱̼̭͓ ̵͙̲̻̯̙̘͙m̼̩̦͇͡y͇̳̠̳̤͖͖ ̤̱͙͚͎͉͈͘m͏̜̯̼̘a͙i̲̭n p̙o͏i̳̮̞̮̼n̛̝t͔͇͈͕̟͘ ̮̯̯͜w͏̠̭̪̥̪̖̺h͚̥̱̳ị̹̫͎c̗̼͔h̺̬ ͠i̵̱̙s̰̹͚̭,͝ ͙͖̗̩̦̥̝I͍̰͢ ̴w͇͎̩͔i̲͙̦̹̕l̠̝̤͠l̩ ǹ̲̳̣͇̳̱̟o̢t̶̳̱͈ ҉̭̥͖̱̦̭b҉̣̦e̛̤͚͎̞ ̺̘a̞̪̹͜b̢͎̪̞͉̝l̠̼͎e̴̻͔ ̪̩͘t̞͈̟̪o̪͉͓̤͇̹̼ ͅp̢͚̠̫̺̘̙͉a͢y̝͉̘̥̯̗̝̕ ̡̮̜̦̜f̨̫͈̦̲o̧̱̣r̫ ̴̩̭͕a͖͚̰̦̦̦ͅņ̜̜̖̣y̖̳ͅo͎͜n̗̯̰͈̬̜̗e̗̻̤'̢s҉͔̘ ̫̖͎͚̳̻̠t̳͟u̶̝͇̺i̛̻̮͉̫ͅt̠̘̬̬̘̹͟i̠̺o̳̪̻̭ͅn̶͓̜̻͔̪̮,͈̝̯͚͠ͅ ̥͚͇̬̯̹͇Í͚'̤̦͓̱̩ͅm͕͍͔̙̱ ͙͕̳̱̗̰s̶̩̮̥͙͇̘o̵̘͇̪̯̻ ͙͉͍̙̦̹ͅso̖̭̞͔͚͠ ̳̝̻s̸̥͔̬̱̟ǫ͚͕͔r̠r̰̖̗̞͖y̴͓ ̝͘(̫y̬̗͞o̯̜̣̳̰̺u̹ ̞͙̘͙̪͡l̛͙̦̣̤i͏̘͍e͝d͍̥̘̖ ̜̟͓t͓͕͢o̴̗̘͉̺ ͈̘͙ù͓̩̮͓̣̥s̵͉͉̙͉͍!̤͙̦̠̪͜)͕̗̱̠ ̞̟I͚̰̩̤̬͘ ̟͚̰̫͉̮l͉̩̩ͅi̸̟̼̣e͕̝̮̥d̬̼̳̹ ̫̱̣̠̟̦̘ţ̩͙̺͇̰͓o̞̼̦̞͞ ̭m̘̝y͏̳̺s͙͎̻̱̗͉͞ḛ̱̯̺̘͔͝l̟̻̘̬f̭̱̖̕ ̠͕͢t̵oo.̹̱͙.͚̤̗.͙̤̱̭̹̬ depressive realism theory do you live your life like a joke nobody's in on but you? everybody's laughing now I think they get the joke they're just asking you to leave them alone everybody's laughing loud, do you think that they should know? ice is thin, I'm sleeping in I wanted to go home I'm evaporating. The next time that you see me, I'll be one with the sun one with the sun, I won't hurt anyone