My mind isn't actually me, not at all.

Who am I?

Why did I ask those words to myself?

I haven't even answered.

I was thinking of something.

Nobody cares.

No, wait, I do... I do care.

Why?

Look what you're doing...

You're talking with yourself.

Am I?

Are we?

We who?

YOU and your mind.

But my mind is supposed to be me?

Why would it?

I don't know, I think that's an obvious thing.

It would be obvious if you weren't talking with your mind.

Oh god...

What's wrong?

I swear I can hear you, I swear I'm not crazy.

Who said the opposite?

No one did, I don't need anyone else to tell me WHO I F*CKING AM!

There is no one else here.

And what about you? Huh?!

If you keep doing this, I'll might be sick.

Go and get sick, I don't care.

Yes, you do... not for now.

GO AWAY, GO AWAY!

This is the farthest place I can go.

I still hear you.

Take them now... you were in front of them all this time.

Yes, I know... but I don't want them.

Try it, If you don't take them you'll never know.

Allright...

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Hi?

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I'm alive.

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