Real—A Spoken Word Poem on Depersonalization скачать в хорошем качестве

Real—A Spoken Word Poem on Depersonalization

I'm kind of a mess in this one but I'm gonna pretend it's a part of the aesthetic. Words, more or less: Real—A Slam Poem About Depersonalization Lemme de-personalize, some personal lies I tell myself as I lie in bed every night That I'm not here or if I'm here I'm only here for a few minutes and when I'm here I wanna Drown myself out in Guinness Here's my weakness That I freely admit I find it difficult to freely exist I may as well be dreaming I don't even feel this All of the time, am I asleep Or depersonalized What do I mean when I say I I don’t feel like a human I feel like a disguise Is I just eye plus ear plus mind What makes you human Is a sum of your memory Reality is nothing but experience sequentially Your taste and your touch and your sight and your thought All mixed together in a melting pot And we tell ourselves that these Stimulants and memories create identities I dunno if these Identities Make up me Or if I make them up, see Some of these Identities Get stronger as you grow up But some minds aren't strong all the time And stress makes a mess of what we know Uh I am not myself Cause I do not know myself All I know is myself Is not a wealth of mental health Myself is a puzzle collecting dust on a shelf A jigsaw puzzle I’m afraid to take out Cause it’s missing some pieces Every morning I wake up and try to match the creases Together and whatever I do The pieces fall apart as I move A corner piece I lose, a side piece too, a center piece Like a legless centipede I've lost my centerpiece There can be no peace when this loss doesn't cease Call a ceasefire cause my brain gets tired too easily And I can't fix the problems of society If I can't even piece together what's inside of me Society's inside of me I'm inside society I want to be here you see But you don't hear or see me And I understand Sometimes all the puzzle pieces are there, the end! But most of the time I have to lie to myself And just pretend Imaginary pieces filling in the spaces Imagine One where my heart is one where my brain is I want to, I want to, I want like you do I want too. So why does reality feel like a dream to me Why can't I deal with ambiguity Like everyone around me I wanna feel real I want my wants to feel real I wanna be alive But I die From this Achilles' heal I want my head to stop spinning Put a stick in that wheel Is that too real Have I said much too much on how I feel Lemme de Personalize Subscribe here:    / @djgreg5442