((it... is me... yes, i cry in my cage. croon my neck just to see the fog i created. my words even when i scream them fall silent, on a dampening. no sound escapes here. and i feel Everything. i can tell that feeling itself is becoming sameness, too. nullified. numb. nothing at all. i dont want to dissappear. but it is only I who can prevent such a dissapearance. cruel world, why must it sting in my salty eyes? why does the holder of my very Heart not give a single care to me, in fact stating the opposite? and why Oh why world, why would she stay even today beside his scathing side? i will never understand a thing.))