To Kill Myself...

It's true isn't it? The world
Is full of ghosts... Figures that
Come and go, appear and
Vanish.

But nothing is real.
No one exists.

...Thers no one here
But me. And it's my
Own doing.

Is this how I see life? Is the
Worls my stage? Am
I that full of
Myself?

I'm not wanting to
Kill myself...I am
Wanting to kill
It.

The Ego. The way people see me.

And
I'm choosing the
Most egocentric
Way
Possible.