Feeling very ignored today. I think to myself if I died today who would really care? You wonder and when you come to the conclusion that no one would care you shrug your shoulders. Not many people give me a thought, I'm just a passing glance, a wandering body of thrash. A vacant stare I am. I'm the guy who has lived in the one town his whole life yet nobody knows me. I'm cold and aloof, odd and complex, strange and weird. I'm the guy that if a girl goes missing here, everyone will blame the local oddball, that's me. That's the sort of lack of respect I receive. A ****ing piece of **** who with each passing day loses touch with the world and its ways, those ever so odd ways to which we are all meant to conform to yet seem lost on a loser like me.

Fin.