I feel like im living in a paralel universe watching the world as it is around me.
My life is empty, it contains nothing, i am living in the shadows. I see everything, I hear everything, but none of it is mine.
I am alone, and a slow calm insanity consumes the way I live.
Im insane, but totally normal.
what is the purpose of living?
what is destiny, and fate?
what if some of us were put here just for the tweaks of other people?
what if we were put here to be a voice for someone? what if we were not supposed to be happy, or love or be loved.
What if your purpose is just to be. To be a confusion, or a challenge for someone else?
What if your purpose is to be the person who buys a ticket before someone wins the lottery?
what if we have no purpose?
left and forgotten, but able to analyse everything
is it real?