A State of Confusion.

where am i? what am i? who am i? who are you? what are you? where are you? are you there? why am i scared? why are we here? what are we doing? will you hurt me? why am i so petrified? i never feel this way, so why now? why is the room spinning so wildly? i cant see straight, whats happening? all this pain, why is it in me? why does my heart burn so? it feels like its burning to a crisp, falling, why is that? what is that? is that what you call a flower? funny, i just dont recognize it, whats wrong with me? what is that? why, is that really a cat? what is that? a kangaroo? my, what a funny sight... am i right? what is the name of this? thats grass? why such an odd name? and that bright, scary thing, what is that? the sun?!? what a pretty name, did you name it? why is that a stupid question? what language are we speaking? english? oh really? i couldent tell, is that normal? why is it so odd? where are you takeing me? what is a holocaust? is it bad? will it hurt? will there be good things? what about cupcakes, will those be there? oh boy, why is there so much of this red stuff? what is that? blood? why, the name is such a depresing name, why is that? why is blood so depressing? why does it signify death? because it is what you drop when you die here? hmmm..... very interesting, oooohhh, what is that?! that is so scary! why am i scared again? what is fear? what is happiness? im so confused, can you help me? no? why not? because you are going to kill me?! why is that? what did i do wrong? oh, thats right...... im not normal, im different, but must i really be barred? should i really be persecuted? or killed? even tortured? why does that make sense? why are you hurting m e ?