So, my hallucinations decided to follow me around today.
They have names, too.
I kept seeing them in the class rooms,
In the hallways
Outside


Talking to me, whispering things.
The little freshman Matt will never know that the reason I wasn't okay today in art
was because I was trying to tune a different Matt out.

I'm sorry, Nathan.
Everytime I looked at you when I was sitting outside, I saw someone kneeling beside
you, laughing.



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