Away

I haven't been truly living have I?

It used to be that you put on a mask if you wish to, if you had wanted to portray yourself differently.

Until your mask sticks to your own skin. And you realise you act like that even when you're alone.

That's why people cut themselves - to want to feel your own presence and prevent yourself from drowning in the sea of faces, the sea of common-ness that links everyone.

The desperate need for fame.

The desperate need to get away.

I need to get away.