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I look down upon the days

Which I cared enough to write

Clear feelings like glass in a mirror

Reflecting my inner self, my sensitivity

All spilled out in ink for everyone to see

Transparency was my mind

Transparent was my life

Then darkness came to fog up

My transparency

The words no longer spilled out clearly

Anymore

They've all been infected with something

My insanity

My hatred

Things I never thought to say

Have come out of that shell

Forcing their way into my lungs...

Making it harder to breathe...

Transparency...transparency...

I*N*S*A*N*I*T*Y.