What's Real

I'm losing my vision as I type.

Sen isn't real. He didn't hurt me. He isn't real.

He didn't find me on Roblox. Roblox isn't real.

Nothing is real right now. I can't see the line. The line that connects the spirit to the soul. It's not real.

I don't need help. Help won't come. It's not real.

Sen didn't do what he did, because he isn't real.

My family isn't real.

My hand is fading.

My soul isn't real.

My leg is fading.

Sen isn't here.

He isn't real.

Nothing is real.

Nothing is real.

Because. Sen made it that way.

He found me on Roblox.

I have a life.

The line was there.

Gone.

It's all gone.

Because. it's not real.

It never was.

I never was.

I wasn't real.

I wasn't meant to be here.

Sen didn't tell me this.

Sen isn't real.

Sen didn't do this to me.

Sen isn't real.

Sen didn't.

Sen isn't real.

He isn't.

No one is.

Nothing is.

Nothing is real.

Not anymore.