Paranoid Android
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I hate my mind quite often. Its the thing that has helped me so, yet it hurts me bad. All it takes is the slightest disturbance, and my mind is all over it. It consumes me, and then it kills me. I die and become a corpse, walking about in a sea of noisy blurs and monsters. It scares me. Then there is the jumbling. As you no doubt can tell, my thoughts are coming out unclear and weird. This is simply because my brain is somewhere else far away while it relays transmissions to my body, or at least thats what it feels like. Its always worse when I am sad, as with now, and I lose all sense of reality and self. I wish I could just sever my mind from my body and float about, instead of having to put up with the hell I am experiencing. I honestly am not sure what I am saying right now, but I hope it at least manages to convey my hell and the brain that is trapped within it.