Short version: Simply vent art.
Long version: I find myself saying that more and more to people, to the point that they are sick of hearing. I've found myself saying it more now because whenever I talk to people all I feel is like I'm being annoying or irritating. I can't help but feel like no one cares; I've lost so many friends that now it feels like that if I slip once more then there will be no one else.
Simply put, I've been feeling this lonely desolation for a while and I've been trying to get over it, and finally it came out onto paper.
Feel free to disregard the vent and appreciate it for arts sake.
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