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Reality

I hear the voices
Loud and clear
I hear them
Speaking in a distort manner
Not caring whether
I’m alone or not
I feel like I’m moving away
From reality
Sometimes,
I look at my features in the mirror
And make a drawing of what I see
I don’t see myself
Mentally,
I feel like I don’t have emotions
I can’t think clearly
I can’t behave normal
I am destabilised
I’ve lost touch with reality…

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