Current mood: Venn Diagram
I peel my skin off to reveal my face. The true me within the lie. I don't look like the grey dude you see every day. I don't smell so sweet. My name isn't even Robert.
What you find is a viscous substance, that looks solid but were you to pick it up, it would just slip through your fingers and flow down the hill.
My life would be one of sliding under people and letting them slip onto hard concrete. My mission is to remind them they are alive. Remind them how precious it is, really. And how precious other people lives are.
I replace my skin over my face. What you know is a lie. Do you know what the truth looks like?