We talk but never listen
We laugh but never cry
We are battlefields
Our emotions the pawns
Dance through the trenches
Goosestep over the hills
The landscape of our souls
Slinging rocks at each other
I am not schizophrenic
I merely house multiple faces
They manifest each other randomly
We have come to an agreement
10 minute warning before switching
Victims of internal bodysnatchers
Are never conscious of their multi-dimensional mind states
And I am one
I scare easily but pretend otherwise
I dance rarely
I play even less
I am running out of words
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