How does it feel?

How does it feel to be literally imprisoned? To know you’re stuck?

How does it feel to be dead? To move to the next ‘stage’?

How does it feel to live for others’ applause? To survive on compliments?

How does it feel to be like a complete unknown? Like a rolling stone?

Try imagining how it feels. It doesn’t ‘feel’.

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