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As I lay still, the ceiling sways above me, and the room around me spins... I'm lost in a daze of reality and insanity, tumbling back and forth to either side, tipping the scale each time.... Weighing my options at the slight of hand, plucking off alternatives I could have saved, because the world around me is fading...The world I knew so well has become a haze of lost sanity and crushed dreams, a landfill of lies and doubts... I can't help myself but to think of what will come next... So no one helps... No one bothers to stop and think that I don't appear to be who I am... I am but faded writing... Old graffiti no longer looked at, not even a glance.... I am lost..~