And no one can ever know how I feel. I am but a shell. I am but a dream. This person who doesn't exist: a delusion, an ideal, an inspiration of what to be. And she is not fake and she is not evil. She is a figment, so close to a real dream. I could never be, I could never reveal... I could never display which part of me I show to thee. These are my words, this is my soul, this is the core of a simply young heart. Be warned if you read, this is me, in my simple dreams.

Inspiration: Zero 7