Ever felt like you werent you?
Or that you only fit in cause people thought you were someone else?
Your hair, eyes, smile, laugh, and look matched them so well you were called by there name as if you had been forgotten.
So finally you give in and they call you a double of the person or just number 2.
Finally your so used to it that you give up on being you and just lock yourself away and toss the key.
You lie on the cold hard floor as the minutes turn to hours. Days to weeks. Months to Years. The entire time you are someone else. Someone elses existence. You cant break free from the chains that hold you where you are. Barely