Depersonalization

She’s angry.
You see, it’s much easier to say “she is” instead of “I am”, but in reality she is me…only not.
Depersonalization.
She is the one that’s broken; not me.
But she is me; therefore – you can’t see that.

I’m always there, telling her how to live…but she never listens.
So don’t feel bad when she doesn’t listen to you because she doesn’t listen to me either; and I am her.

Anyway, she’s angry.
Well – not anymore, now she’s sad.
But she was angry.
(either way, anger and sadness are merely different reactions to disappointment…so really she isn’t angry or sad; she’s disappointed)