Your inside feels hallow, breaths are incomplete. Your thoughts are all scrambled. Your tears toy with your eyes. Your stomach hurts, you have headaches for no reason. Your limbs are weak.
You have energy and purpose. Everything bothers you. Happiness is a myth to you. You daily live your life in pretense. You ghost through life... "mostly ghostly".
You feel like an illusion, not because the world doesn't exist but because You don't exist.