“They don’t know anything really. I like it that way. It does make it lonely, but that’s ok. I’ve learned to be ok with being alone. Every now and then there are cracks, breaks in time and

“Be quiet, don’t show them. Don’t let them know. I know you hold it in, the urge to scream. To get angry, to give in to frustration. It’s all ok to me, I don’t mind those thoughts.

“Trapped in a simulation of self improvement. A mental jerk off that never actually gets you off. It is the biggest tease there is. Solution? Stop trying to improve yourself? Be selfish? I don’t know anymore… Everything

“Everyday, every hour, every minute, every second. I think. Never stops. The voice has no mute button. The voice does not stop talking to me, luring me in. Silence has been forgotten, constant noise is the normal.