Dust, you left dust all over my place. Dust from your fragile wings that abandoned me so long time ago... I became sanity since you left, I became everything that you've asked me to turn and then I realized that I didn't wanted to touch in sanity. I don't want this sticky dark lake, I don't want to drown in this sea.
Oh, I miss how I was my way, how I was my feet and my legs. I was insanity.
Sanity is when I forgot my feet and my spiracle. My inside became external.
I think I made you up inside my head.