Is there anyone out there?
Are u locked inside your head?
Are u not?
Because, know, i am. I want u to know. I’ve been imprisioned here for all my life, and i do not have any reason to believe i’ll ever get out.
The bars of my windows have become my mind and my point of view.
And even then, my hope is not to escape. It is to reach you.
Everything i see is fed me by the same 2 eyes, everything i hear by the same 2 ears. I have no news but those selected by these limbs and organs that have come (by what means i could never be sure) to be attached to my head-cell. And still, if granted one wish, i would ask nothing but to reach you.
Just nod if you can hear me.
Locking me up does not take my worth and my dignity away — not if i do not pretend it is not happening. Not if i look my fate in it’s eyes!
And for that, for that, my friend, i have to reach you. For i am still the same in a cage, but i am not the same without the other, without what’s not me, without the outside. I am not the same without you.