You sit back and watch as the clock ticks your life away everyday. You have amazing friends, and such and amazing and fortunate life, yet you feel something is missing. You get little flashes of depression and realization that sometimes your existence feels irrelevant. That everything you say will only end up as an empty thought. You don't want to feel this, but you can't help yourself. Your mind has betrayed you and made you think less of yourself, and you take everything to heart. This only lasts for a short time, and then it's back to normal. Yet, you can't control those thoughts you get...and maybe, you don't want to.