Mind is chaos Nothing makes sense I just want to live To exist To be free among the world, both mortal and immortal But it won't let me It drags me down each time To it, I am just a poorly made toy, a mistake that was doomed to rot in the wastelands I was not meant to be Help me === This has been in my WIPs for months now. DIdn't know what to do with it. Also, I was too engrossed to realise that... THINGS DIDN"T SAVE WTF