No! Don’t lose yourself again…
Just stay inside—breathe. You can’t stay like this for too long.
No amount of shame or social ridicule should put you in such a state.
Now look at you: messy and unsightly, needing to glue yourself back together.
This story is part of a collection of poems, short stories and introspective reflections of my creation, called “Grimoire of a Weirdo”.