There is this other part of me that lives inside.
And it so badly wants to escape the world that I wake up to everyday.
For him, his life only becomes real when the waking one is asleep.
And ouh yes, he enjoys every minute he gets to be free and live the life he so deeply wants too.
Everyone has this other half.
It is known as our inner desires.
How does this other half gets out of control you ask?
When reality becomes to depressing to live.