*Chaos*
I have realized that I am a very miserable person... Emotions expressed have become something for me to detest. What have I become? I'm starting to look at myself and my actions, to see something monstrous. Trying to gauge myself and think more like a human has become a task, a task that I'm not able to do. I am dead emotionally and becoming even more as time goes on. I have pinpointed this to my childhood, but then again I wasn't always like this. *sigh* I feel dead and my interactions with people have become somewhat like a dream... I miss my childhood when I was free, for now I am a slave to my zombie state of mind. I can't say I like the person I have become but I can also not say that I am completely dissatisfied or surprised. I live like I'm in a hell of which I do not believe and walk around like I'm dead already. Traveling is the only thing that seems to bring me back to myself.
~ Kira