I hate the words 'life' and 'reality'. Life. What is life? Like, what is the proper definition, in an understanding sense? To live is to what? I don't understand. It could be classified as a religion almost, in my point of view. The difference between life and death? When we're dead we're just corpses right, 'lifeless' corpses. But aren't we like that when we're 'alive'? I don't know. I can't explain it. We're all decaying slowly, just like a dead person. Reality? I don't even know how to put this into words but I'll give it a go. Ones reality, could be another's dreams, or their worst nightmares. Is reality the sense of whats going on in front of us? To what we're subconscious to knowing? There could be so much more beyond that. But we can't see it because we're blinded with 'reality'. Does this make sense? I think I see beyond that. I don't have a reality, I have a warped concept of every day actions and the way I function. I see outside the square, noticing things people never see. I float, above 'reality'. I dream and I get afraid. I don't know. This is confusing, I've just wanted to be able to explain this for so long.