Sometimes my brain shows me sequences that are not concerning me in the slightest.
Dreams of a person who I am not and who I am not aspire to be.
Illusions of relationships and achievements that are not what I wish for and who are meant for a person with my face but not my life, not my personality.
Why is it showing me those pictures?
They’ re funny to watch, just like a movie, but in times where my brain feels like exploding from my own impressions and feelings, the dreams of another are a burden.
Does “she” see my dreams and hopes?
Does “she” cry over me?