📷 Ryutaro Tsukata THE MIRRORED FEELING Last night they challenged me again. I looked at them. I didn’t understand them. I asked them, so I could find out, and, ‘Have you seen how he behaves?’ … And they walk away, as if I knew. When they don’t even explain it to me. They throw everything overboard. As if I understood, as if I got it. And I go over the conversations in my head. I just think, overthink. I always overthink. As if I understood, as if I got it. And I’m left in the silence, with unanswered questions. And a mind that’s overflowing searching for a little clarity. Once again, I don’t fit in. They tell me I’m weird. And that I look like an idiot. —“You shouldn’t move like that.” It’s as if everyone else lives in another reality and I’ll never have access to it. Why does everyone know everything? I realise they’re trying to avoid me, as if the way I am were contagious and they were afraid of catching my despa...
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