Why am I here?
No one needs me.
I'm unwanted.
Is it solitude I fear?
But this doesn't scare me.
I'm unafraid.

Where am I to go?
It's a dark, cold world.
I'm lost.
Have I hit an all-time low?
I've never felt this desolate.
I'm confused.

Will anyone notice when I'm gone?
They barely notice me now.
I think not.
Am I too withdrawn?
But there's no way I could not be.
They make it impossible.

Does anyone actually care?
They don't act like it.
Liars.
My dream, but their nightmare?
Leaving forever and never coming back.
A new life.

This is my solemn vow.
To leave, to start over.
Not return.
I'll say my goodbyes now.
Pack my bags.
Get it over with.

Goodbye.