Supposedly.

Suppose you see me on the floor covered in my own blood one night. Suppose you see me standing on the ledge on the tallest building. Suppose you see me lying in the middle of the highway. Suppose you see me walk to a moving car. Suppose I die. What would you do?

The ragged edges of my broken bones are turning to dust. It seems like I cannot be fixed anymore. How on earth have I gotten so fragile? The bruises on my hands are turning purple now. I appear alienic. I just don't think I know myself anymore...