super chik

super chik

for some days I thought that I had it under control, the fire was gone and suddenly I could feel and hear everything. I could hear every leaf falling down the trees, feel the touch of the wind against my skin, see every structure in the earth under my feet even smell the salty water down the beach. That I could handle I thought that it was kind of cool but then the voices started to mumble in my head and it was all lost on the floor. it feels like thousands of people stands and screaming inside of my head I hear all those peoples voices and can barely hear who is who. the funny thing is that I'm all alone inside of my room where I been since the fire started burning inside of me, then it hits me, its not what people saying it's what they are thinking. I stares at myself in the mirror, am I a mind-reader, i shakes my head in wonder. now I can hear what people saying and what they are thinking to. I look up at the mirror again and right into my eyes, they are blue with a twist of green in them. the day the fire stopped they were all black, but now they are nearly back to normal. I lays my chin into the cold glass and tries to focus on the voices inside of my head. tries to distinguish between what people are thinking and what they are saying. i focus on the thoughts, someone is thinking that her nails are to short while another person is thinking that I may be hungry, mum probably and the other person must be her friend.