I HAVE SEALED MYSELF IN LAMINATED ALL OF MY SKIN CELLOTAPED MY WORLD IN BITS I MUST EMBRACE PARALYSIS ONLY IN YOU DO WE SEE OURSELVES ONLY IN YOU CAN WE IMAGINE AN END SO SICK AND SO TIRED OF BEING 4 REAL ONLY THE FICTION STILL HAS THE APPEAL BUILDERS OF ROUTINES IT MAKES ME SAFE AND CLEAN IT CRUCIFIES PARTS OF ME BUT NEVER SEEMS TO MAKE ME BLEED ONLY IN YOU DO WE SEE OURSELVES ONLY IN YOU CAN WE IMAGINE AN END SO SICK AND SO TIRED OF BEING 4 REAL ONLY THE FICTION STILL HAS THE APPEAL HOW I HATE MIDDLE AGE IN BETWEEN ACCEPTANCE AND RAGE DEMOCRACY SURE MADE A FOOL OUT OF ME BUT I AM THE BUILDER OF ROUTINES