Where am I?
I’m in a dark pit.
Where are my friends?
Nowhere.
Did I even have friends?
No.
They all lied to me.
They told me things that I wanted to hear.
Remember to listen.
What will become of me?
No one knows.
Will anyone care?
No.
My scars are painful.
Millions of lines on my wrist.
No one will know.
Black and white memories.
Listen to your heart, not your head.
Do what you love.
Will anyone stop you?
No.
The real loneliness is when your friends don’t know you’re there.