Moments like now, I wish I were someone else. Nothing's happened or is happening. Yet, here I am desperate for some escape because I feel myself locked inside a coffin. I'm being held down to the bed by life's straps and I just want to be free, to fall out of the casket onto asphalt before I'm hauled off to my grave. Let something hit me to wake me up. Let me wake the **** up.

Ignore my babbling. I'm not me right now, but then when the hell am I? I haven't felt like me in months. I know I'm not in my right mind, I'm aware. Anyway, just ignore me.