6:16.

I feel like there's someone with me.
Beside me, staring, weirdly comforting.
I'm not sure if it's just me, literally.
Like having myself looking at myself.
I'm scared and secure at the same time.
You know when you face your fears?
And you feel like a goddamn mean bitch!
Yeah, exactly. But really, who is this beside me?

Is it you?
(me.)

-riri-