u n t i t l e d

She lay alone with cold feet and tired eyes.
"Who am I?" Voices. No more voices, please.
"Where am I?" Footsteps.. Are those footsteps?

A face? A face in the doorway. "Who are you?"
"I don't know. Who am I? Who am I?"
The face, it's gone. Disappeared.
Dreaming? Was she dreaming?

She stands. She tiptoes.
A door slams. Who's there?
"What is this? Where am I?"
A dream. You're dreaming.

"I'm dreaming? Who are you?"
I'm you. You're stupid. How do you not know?
"You're not me, I'm me."
Worthless. You don't even know yourself.

"No, this is just a dream."
I lied, we ran away. Far away.
"Ran away from what? From who?"
She falls to the ground. From them.

We ran from them, idiot.
"From who? Who are they?"
They're coming to get you.
"What do they want? Where am I?"

Where was she? Where?
Lost in her own mind. Trapped in a white room.
Back to the chair, go back to the chair.
They're coming, hurry. Hurry. Be still.

She looks for a window. No window.
She screams. Screaming.

"Who am I? Where am I?"
You're you. You're trapped.
"Where? Where am I trapped?"
"In your own mind."