Reality is what we perceive it to be, because for the couple of years I have felt like an observer to my own lifestyle. I feel like I’m in my shadow watching, analysing and criticising. The passing time, the people I welcome and wave farewell too all seem to a part of a filmstrip, because nothing seems to be a part of my life or what I thought my life would be.
I as a young child must of thought my future prospects to be my real reality and all I’m doing now is just role-playing. Something I might wake from one day.
However what I would have woken up too would have been the reality of a 16 year olds closed vision.
None of this seems real but I assure you that I have to believe as I can touch, feel and sense everything around me.