What I meant to say was…

I mean, um, no stop, seriously, look at me, would I lie to you? Take all the BS from the world but don’t tolerate it from me. Or from yourself. Do you talk to yourself in your head? Do you hear voices? Like, really, think about it. What did you dream about last night, and did you remember it when you woke up? Touch your face, your hair, your mouth. Are you real? Is this real, or is it a dream? Are we human, or are we dancers? Do you want to go down without a fight? Can you let demons lie, let bygones be bygones, can you shut the door and never look back? You hurt me and I hate you and I will never forgive you. You don’t exist. You are a ghost. Look in the mirror. Smash the glass, get past your outer self, your prison, free your soul, do you know what it feels like to be free, have you ever tasted freedom, it tastes so… sweet, so innocent. Do you remember when you were born, helpless babe, look at you crying out in hunger, in anger, thunder and lightning and rain, so much rain, feel the downpour, getting drenched, you sweat, so run, run away, and don’t look back because the weak ones never win. Um, well, what I meant to say was, can you pass the peas, please?

(Writing assignment for school)