Washing

Taking the plate downstairs

I can do none of this

For I am ill

I am wandering and everything I am supposed to do

I do

And everything I am not supposed to do

I do not

And now they’re telling me to do the things i’m not supposed to do

Also

So I have a lot of work on my plate

Someone’s washing it

Someone’s playing tricks on me

Magic show

Cursed

Hellish

Magician

Capable of controlling my perception

I wish it was at least normal

I miss Normal

Normative thoughts

Normative actions

That word doesn’t mean what you think it means…

I’m trailing off

I’ll be gone soon

But I’m leaving a trail

For you to follow

In case you want to get lost

Like I did

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