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I sit in this head looking through two glass orbs at the world around me. My body does what it will on its own while I remain trapt in this ivory skull. For years now I'd watch people come and go, friends talk and leave, family love and move away. At times I pound on my bone prison trying to escape, I try to scream to see if anyone one can here me through this bodies mouth that isnt my own. One day I see it. I see why I am not myself but a prisoner to myslef. I looked through these palid orbs one day into a conversation my shell was having. I looked closey into the eyes of my body's found conversation piece and there sat the other. He sat inside his own head looking out. He was a prisoner as I was and wanted out. I looked out at the scene going on between th e bodies. Black tendrils reached out of our bodies began diging into each others' skins. And we could only watch this happening to our bodies and minds from this forgotten bone cell.
We were infecting each other; Passing on trends and fads; Becoming people that werent ourselves; Changing for everyone else and forgeting about what we wanted; We are no longer us but the reflection of what other s want.
I give up hoping and curl into a ball on the ground and wait to die so my body can finally become others' dress up doll.
The camera pans out from inside my head and through my pupil and continues to pull away from my body. And further still to see a crowd and further stil until I am a dot in a sea of diferent colored copies.