How is it like?

How is it like to be so conscious about every moves that it makes living so hard?

How is it like to have lost the ability to care, when there is people you need to care for?

How is it like to be stranded in an island, with full of people but with no voices?

How is it like to wait for your loved one to tell you something, not knowing they can never know how to feel anymore?

How is it like to be out alone to shun the home, but all you feel is the same feeling?

How is it like to look so oblivion to all problems, yet all problems are not here, not there, but inside?

How is it like to be emotional, but the emotions can only be felt and not expressed?

How is it like to feel like a warrior, battling your inner thoughts?

How is it like to have a strong support, when you have to fall into your infant stage first?

How is it like when you do not know you have fallen from grace, when you still look at the mirror and thought it is just another day?

How is it like to look like king, when all you are is just a whimp?

How is it like to be trapped in a time warp, when your mind is in the past, you are constantly working for the future, and you are never quite living for the present?

How is it like when all your past phobia, future fears, immobilize you to save yourself?

How is it like to think that all you need is two, but all you have is one?

How is it like to hate, but all you hate is yourself?

How is it like to love, but all you have is the air around?

How is it like to be me right now?