NotHere

April Sketches Dump
Looking at these lines on a paper that I did just a few months ago like trying to remember an old friend. Its not there anymore, did I do this? I cant even try to live a memory. And I keep walking away further into this other place. What exactly am I trying to forget? Not even my own name face means anything anymore but just what people see hear. blah blah du du ga
My roots mean nothing ripped them out. I love it I enjoy it so much to keep myself away so far away afloat away away where I dont belong but deserve
And no it is not freedom
because I am afraid
afraid of how much I like all this empty space

But thats a lie
The only thing I truly care about I brought along with me
its not the world
its not my name
my secret

Dont hear these things I cant sleep. Must record for future reminders incase i wander too far