Nonexistent

life- came onto me and said do you want to live? I said no death- ran into me and asked do you want to die? I said, no I'm stuck in this in between indecisive I guess I live in denial and die to rejection I'm inside of confusion alluding to this illusion created disillusions what I see, isn't real what I feel, I cant see what I say, I don't mean what I mean, is a lie a lie more realer than I balancing the thinnest of lines of how to live when we die I hate picking sides its just a matter of eyes having yet to open mine to the day and it's night to the dark and it's light still stuck inside of a mine my mind don't mind me? pay me no mind I don't exist