Gagging or Soaring, I just don't Care

Be it depravation of oxygen, demanding air.
Be it a response to a vision of the past.
I feel terrible, but I am not terrified.
Exhausted, the complexities of the human psyche can be too much.
Annoyed of what may bare upon my shoulders, the true sense of individuality...
Or proclaim to me what a joke it is to say I, he, she, and you.
Just as when you see left while I see right, it's tiring.
It's a fact that is simply tiresome.