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Ballad of a Multiple
deeasherself Released Aug 16, 2012

I'm washing my hands in the men's bathroom of the psychiatric ward for the schizophrenics because for some reason I don't want to think about one of my personalities brought me here. I grab the sides of the sink and put my head under the cold water stream to let it wake me up. But then the soft music starts playing and I curse loudly. The musician leans against the wall wearing his classy concert pianist clothes and leads a piano with one hand. "I wrote this song for you" he says with a charming smile that would melt everyone's heart if he were real. "You know what day is today, right?”

I don't answer.

Of course I know what day is today.

I dry my hands on my pajama and he stares at me, still smiling, as I walk past him and out of the bathroom.

The music continues and he’s walking beside me, now holding a three year old little girl dressed as a princess and wearing a mask in his arms.

It’s hard to live one life
being more than one person.

He sings, the music grows louder, the lights go off, we’re on a stage with a band and he starts singing again as the little girl twirls happily around me.

It’s hard to life one life
being more than one person.
Sharing your body and mind isn’t fun at all
when you’re not in control.

It turns into a musical before I can stop it, so I roll my eyes as the other personalities join the singing and dancing.

There’s the five pairs of glasses
the four chronological colds
the three periods in a row
the two foreigners
and the criminal we’d rather not sing about.

I try to leave the stage, leave them all there and walk away before it gets any worse, but they...

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