Inside my own mind,
There is a place, far, far away.
A fantasy world.
Where everything was okay.

Awakening from dreams that echo with screams,
Blood flows seamlessly from wounds unseen.
Pus and fluid, a mask to my grace,
Another day in the endless race.

Avoiding the eyes that pierce through my guise.
No masks left to shield, no place left to hide.
Seeking solace in the bathroom's embrace.
Breathing deeply, enduring life's harsh taste.

In the...