This place doesn’t make sense. Litterally. Senses are a complete anomaly. People use their eye sight to see what’s right in front of them. Their sense of smell to detect attraction. Their sense of touch is a confusing one- fear of getting burned when an oven is turned on. They eat certain foods to the taste of their liking. The strangest of all. They feel. All things. Emotions, like fear. Energy, like true love. Abnormalities like anxiety.

How will I ever fit in? I’m existing in a place where people and sensory driven, thinking, feeling, and living. human beings. they can smell the plastic that fills my bones. they can sense that I’m not real.