Psychosis

I like to pretend that I am extraordinary sometimes. The voices don’t always agree. But they promise to give me a million chances to become something amazing. But people are trying to distract me with sleep. And there is not enough time if I fall asleep! People who care about me are threatening me with their concern. They say they are concerned by my behavior. Which means they are concerned by my motivation. Which means they want to bury me so that they can steal the voices. But their interference is only helping the prophecy. Because prophecy is nothing without adversity. So I thank the audience for their support! Even if everyone is evil besides me.