⁉️Do I Even Exist⁉️

👁👁👁 Yes, you see me. 👁👁👁

But do you really SEE me?

Am I just another object, just taking up space?

When you look in my eyes, do you just see a face?

We’re all part of the 🧩 puzzle 🧩—but where do I belong?

Surrounded by people, yet I’ve never felt more wrong.

Self-inflicted solitude begins to take its toll,

And loneliness this loud… can crack the strongest soul.

👂👂👂 Yes, you hear me. 👂👂👂

But do you really HEAR me?

Do you hear my cry for help, or just register sound?

Every time I try to free these demons, I feel more tightly bound.

How can someone feel so isolated, with so many others around?

They say sharing your story is how we begin to heal…

But if that’s true, why do I question if I’m even real?

If I’m invisibly screaming in silence—

then what does it matter what I reveal?

👀 Do you SEE me? 👀

👂 Do you HEAR me? 👂

⁉️ Do I EXIST? ⁉️

Maybe existence is just an illusion…

And that would explain why I feel like one.